It’s 6am here in Las Vegas Nevada, the sun is streaming through my window and I still haven’t gone to sleep. I’m on a strange vampire-esqe sleeping arrangement as a newbie showgirl. Wondering how my model sister is doing in London during the first few days of her 3 month contract.
Well, Vegas is not the place to be for the 4th of July. Or, maybe it’s because I had to be at work. But, dancing on the strip can’t be called work. Anyways, I missed very much being in CA at the beach with the smokey BBQ and the bike rides to the beach and watching the parade. Last year was fantastic. This year we stood at the top of the parking structure hoping for fireworks but only getting glimpses of far off shows. We did get sparklers though which saved the day. As well as an AWESOME Tiller kick line number in the show. ‘Mercia!!! 🙂