Vegas is trying to kill me. Officially.
A week ago today, I was heading back from a Vegas “work trip” in the back of coworker Amy’s car certain I have a Vegas curse. Remember last year’s trip to the Billboard Music Awards resulted in this?
Long story short, a few nights out in Vegas resulted in high frequency hearing loss and a permanent ringing in both ears. Not even massive steroids could reverse the damage. This year, I vowed to take better care of myself. Lots of water. Plenty of sleep. Super sexy ear plugs AT ALL TIMES. The trip started out great. Here are some shots of Kelly Clarkson’s pre-party the night before the awards on Sunday:
See that smile on my face? If only I knew what was in store for a me a few hours later. Damn those crab tostadas at the MGM pool…After the pre-party, we went to Marquee where I again, for the 2nd year in a row, ran into some friends from college on a Bachelor Party:
Once is a coincidence, twice is a tradition? Well, that was the last time I smiled that trip. About an hour after that picture was taken, I turned to the bf and said, “I gotta go, and I gotta go NOW.” I’ll spare you the very unpretty details. Let’s just say I got to know my hotel bathroom well. Intimately. Biblically. Sunday afternoon I tried to rally. I really did. I showered, put on my dress….and crawled right back into bed. I sent my friends to the show without me. What could I do?
Let’s review. Billboard 2011:
And Billboard 2012:
WHOMP WHOMP.
I marched into the head boss’ office on Tuesday and suggested: Billboard. 2013. Palm Springs. Sounds like a great idea to me. Don’t you think?
In all seriousness, pre “death by MGM” it was a great trip!
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