I’d rather eat pizza, read a book, sing a song, paint my nails, brush my hair, download Iphone apps, go for a run, hit the gym, polish my jewelry, clean my room, work overtime, sip a cocktail on my own balcony, wash my dog, bake a cake, plant flowers, build a sand castle, write a bratty blog, detail my car, do my laundry………..

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Ok soooooo…… I lasted in Las Vegas like 2 minutes but whatever, I couldn’t handle it, I had to move home to San Diego! Yep I’m back. My entire life I’ve been dying to try living there so I did and learned fast that is not where I belong. Never know if you never try though right? So hey at least I tried. Vegas for me is best left to visit.

So what went wrong? Well a number of things. First of all I had an awesome job, but realistically to benefit from it fully I would have to stick it out in Vegas for years. Network, create relationships, work my way up, establish clientele, etc. I never ever planned on staying in Vegas for more than a Summer, so I figured it was pointless investing time in a goal I didn’t even want to fulfill.

As awesome as working for TAO was, the hours were late. Some nights I wouldn’t get home until 6am. The sun would be rising as I would drive home. Anyone who knows me knows I am a total grandma who doesn’t do drugs, so not being in bed by midnight, and staying up til 6am was rough/impossible. Then add smokey casinos and clubs into the equation, no thanks. Still coughing by the way…

Then there’s the whole Vegas never sleeps thing. I am all for going out and having fun, but in Vegas… it never stops, I couldn’t keep up. My job meant social outings, and networking tons which then meant men whom I’d normally never everrrr blink twice at got the privilege of obtaining my phone number and abusing it all hours of the day. I would get the nastiest text messages I’ve ever gotten in my life. I still can’t believe guys would just text a total stranger they met while she is working to meet up and crush it. I honestly had no idea what that even meant until I was informed later on. I guess it did not mean to come meet up and have a fun crazy night?

Another huge problem was not being able to workout outside. Its 111 degrees, literally. No more street runs. Great. Even if the weather was suitable for a quick run, the neighborhood most certainly was not. I tried running outside once and after passing 3 bums, a drug deal, 2 trannies/hookers, pigeons, cigarette butts, and tweekers, I promised myself that was my first and last Vegas run. Then I was eating like a pig, feasts each meal (my fault, not Vegas’) but it overall was just an unhealthy living environment. No street runs + endless Wynn buffets = BAD news.

On to the people…. The people were just yuck, only looking to use you for their own benefits. Could I have met more normal people over time? Sure. But I didn’t. My one and only girl friend turned out to be a total psycho, stopped being my friend over a spray tan. I think that was the final straw. Everyone was nuts, I just wanted to go back home to my nice, healthy, green grass life in San Diego.

I did make a handful of guy friends who were super nice and helpful but you can’t live in Vegas with only guy friends, I need close girl friends to survive, just how I am. Anyway, I am back home living with two of my best friends, steps from the beach and couldn’t be happier! I still do tons of stuff in Vegas so I can still help everyone out with anything Vegas related. I know everyone out there industry wise so my trip wasn’t pointless. Overall it was definitely an experience I do not regret, I had a blast but realize my heart is happier here in San Diego. I laid out all day in the perfect 80 degree weather and now am laying on my floor as the ocean breeze blows through my balcony door… couldn’t be happier.

Back to princess parties, crafting, painting, running, beach bunny’ing, and Priscilla petting I go

To read more about living in Vegas continue…

I do get emails all the time though asking for advice while living in Vegas so I did want to touch base on a few basic questions regarding jobs, rent, and life in general out there….

* RENT- Dirt cheap. You can find a house or room for rent for under 400 bucks easily, and in NICE places! I was staying in a high rise condo fully loaded with a concierge, roof top pool, roof top track, hot tub, gym, office, etc etc… Rent there ran about $1,200 bucks. In San Diego that condo would have been at least double that.

* JOBS- Hard to get. You have to either know someone, have a fat ass resume, or be ready to wh*re it up for a job. I actually scored my job just by being fab. I saw a craigslist posting for a cocktailing position, applied, set up a meeting with TAO and was offered a better position because of my website and strong social network. So be prepared to wait a while for a good job.

* DAILY LIFE- Daily life in Vegas was pretty weird. I mean they have all the same stuff you use wherever you’re from but its just different. The society in general in Vegas is just dirty. One trip to CVS and you casually encounter a minimum of at least 2 bums per trip. All begging for money. Plus its 111 out so you’re now running errands in miserable heat. If you live anywhere near the strip you sit in strip traffic daily and freeway traffic can be unruly between 3pm and 7pm.

Everyday I would try and do normal things but it was hard. Just not as nice as San Diego. Vegas does have everything you need to maintain a normal life off the strip tho.

* FRIENDS- Like I said, hard to meet good people, but possible. You have to put yourself out there. Be social, find friends off facebook who live out there and seem normal, go out a lot… Takes a while to create a good posse but  def do-able. Vegas is a town people move to in hopes to hustle $$. Most people you meet are only there for that reason and have no interest in really being loyal, honest friends.

Hope my tips help and shine some light on living in Sin City! Any other questions feel free to email me

What is it with guys and bandanas? I hate them. Especially the “@ the gym” bandanas across guy’s foreheads.  Guys love to make fun of girls for ridiculous fashion choices, but this is just as bad as any ugly girl fashion choice. What is even worse is that it’s not going away. Can someone explain why guys wear these?

Ps- Love the hater hat. Kewlll

He put her poor dog in his booze fridge.

Proof if there were no women on this earth, all men would be total messes!

I jam to Craig’s work to grab my purse, I rush into his office and the first thing I see is Lindsay on some weird, crazy ball chair. I don’t even ask because I don’t evennnn have time to know what the hell that is, but she insists I sit on it and informs me that it is in fact a posture/stability office chair. Are you kidding me? Lucky shes married to the boss otherwise she’d be a total weirdo. I want to roll that into my office at work and see what my boss says. Anyway this chair fits her personality perfectly. A giant pink, over the top, crazy chair. Just another reason my best friend is the best.

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