This was the dance floor last night: PACKED. As cliche as referencing The Hangover is with all Vegas trips, it really has been Hangover-esque. Day 1 was: flat tires, world record-setting speed shoe shopping, sushi, drinks, dancing, drinks, dancing, altercations, drinks, more dancing, lecherous men, blistered feet, “EMT are on the scene,” and a lip-busting, teeth-shifting tumble for T.Wu on our way back to our hotel room. Poor Teresa, right? But as we sat around her on the lobby floor of the Venetian at 4am, blood dripping from her mouth… I looked in her eyes and I knew, I just KNEW. She was thinking “I CAN’T WAIT TO BLOG THIS!!!” I was right, rofl.

This was the dance floor last night: PACKED.

As cliche as referencing The Hangover is with all Vegas trips, it really has been Hangover-esque. Day 1 was: flat tires, world record-setting speed shoe shopping, sushi, drinks, dancing, drinks, dancing, altercations, drinks, more dancing, lecherous men, blistered feet, “EMT are on the scene,” and a lip-busting, teeth-shifting tumble for T.Wu on our way back to our hotel room.

Poor Teresa, right? But as we sat around her on the lobby floor of the Venetian at 4am, blood dripping from her mouth… I looked in her eyes and I knew, I just KNEW. She was thinking “I CAN’T WAIT TO BLOG THIS!!!” I was right, rofl.

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  1. teresawu reblogged this from annieisms and added:
    Pretty much everything that could go wrong yesterday did....still ah-mazing!
  2. annieisms posted this
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