What Happens in Vegas Gets Documented Wildly

{The theme song for the weekend}

I was in Vegas last weekend for what I hope will become an annual GF trip with 3 of my best looking friends. Lord knows the only way to go on a vacay, to Vegas no less, is with good looking people. 

{We're literally so good looking it's SICKENING.}

Arden B. dress, vintage earrings, Michael Kors watch

Despite stuffing my face with endless frozen rum drinks, all-you-can-eat buffets, and more sushi than probably medically reasonable, I managed to make Vegas all about the tightest clothing I owned. And the make-up. And the hair. Namely, the hair flair, but that's a soon-to-come vlog post.

{Amazing sushi at Koi. And by sushi, I mean a shot of the rice...}

What I'm getting at is I was looking FRESH. It's pretty hard to stand out in Vegas, what with this kind of thing going on in the background:

But I still managed to garner several compliments for my Jeffrey Campbell Tick Wedges, as seen here...:

Thrifted H&M blazer, Christian Dior Sunglasses, Express purse and shorts, Jeffrey Campbell Tick Wedges

...my winning combination of absurdly long (read: fake) eyelashes and gold hair flair...:

...and of course, no self-respecting trip to Vegas would be complete without my Liza Minelli-style sequin shorts, OTK black suede boots and feather earrings (and more hair flair!!):

               

South Moon Under top, Express sequin shorts, Guess black suede OTK boots, Bebe feather earrings, H&M cocktail ring

The fact is, if you're not willing to go over-the-top in Vegas, you might as well stay home and keep your top on like everyone else. 

{The communal shoe-staging area}