I am off to Vegas this morning...
Packed my shortest skimpiest dresses....CHECK!
Broke in my "slut shoes" at work........CHECK!
Ensured bikini line is Vegas poolside friendly.....CHECK!
Abstained from nearly all carbs except booze all week.....CHECK!
Slightly hungover from the "pregame" with Senoriat CalienteMess last night.....CHECK!
I plan to update throughout the weekend (I am there until Monday) using twitter (follow me here!) mostly as a way to remember what the hell I did the night before...my twitter stream will be like my breadcrumbs back to Hansel & Gretel's house.
I leave you with a reader submitted Haute Mess story...and the kind of story I hope to share with you about Vegas! Remember, you TOO can submit your "You Might Be a HauteMess If..." stories to me at firstname.lastname@example.org- I promise to only alter them slightly with my special blend of HauteMess humor.
You Might Be a HauteMess If...
You wake up on your dorm room floor butt naked surrounded by bowls and bowls of easy mac n cheese (with dry and wet noodles all over the floor, your hair, your bed), look in the mirror - realize you have a black eye AND are missing one of your front teeth AND you try to open your dorm room door and realize you are somehow barricaded/locked in AND you have no idea, I mean no idea, what happened the night before.
10 to 1 odds that my liver makes it back to Cincinnati with me.....