Outfit of the NIght--Vegas, Day 3--FINALLY!

Let me just start by saying this: the bathroom in our hotel room was bigger than our kitchen at home. I could have done a high-kick in the shower (if I were physically capable). It was just a thing of beauty and a joy forever.

This dress is 15 years old and started out as an Amish-appropriate, V-neck, ankle length that I kicked around in college. I think I got it on sale for about 8 bucks at Marshall's.

Project Runaway: A few years ago, I chopped off one of the sleeves, ran a hem around the raw edge, made the remaining sleeve into a cap, and shortened it to the knee. The fabric and color are very forgiving. It's a thick polyblend and has about 2% rayon.

I wear it usually at night, which also helps to hide gross errors.

Our last supper, at Michael Minna, Belagio. They made root beer floats with sasparilla sorbet and hand-rolled chocolate straws. INSANELY good. And the cookies weren't half bad either.

Bellagio's many pools. On a 108 degree day. Peaceful and Grecian. Except for the hundreds of rowdy Americans, mostly non-Grecian.

The opening curtain at Barry Manilow.
Don't mock. It was awesome.
But yes. We were the youngest people there by at least a 30 year margin.


Totally thought they were going to bust out in a conga line when he started "Copacobana." That is indeed a glowstick in my hand.

I think the woman next to me thought I was getting out of hand with the ol' stick and was considering beating me down with her walker. Not kidding!

Viva Las Vegas!