While I was getting ready for my big night with Holly, Ky-Ky was taking care a few different things.
First up on the to-do list? Checking in on Rickmeister and making sure he had a flight home! Earlier in the afternoon my FIL Rick E. got an odd phone call/voicemail from the airport (yes, the airport, not the actual airline!) saying very little. After much back and forth and some serious shadiness from a nasty airline employee, Rickmeister was able to fly into San Francisco, where he met up with my MIL Teresa. She was already in San Fran because she was picking up the newest member of the family….their new puppy Sookie!! (I have since met Sookie and she is super-duper adorable! Many, many, many pics to come!)
The second thing was trying to get all the details wrapped up on our plans for after Peepshow. Initially we had planned to hit up Peepshow, then head over to Marquee, the club inside the Cosmopolitan. We were planning to do bottle service (this includes your own private table and waitress) and everyone was going to chip in a portion of the cost. This started to become a problem because we initially had 9 people going but started getting the vibe that some may back out. And when I say “some may back out,” I mean some people straight up said “no way! That’s too expensive!” (Which, BTW, is expensive and we certainly did not have our feelings hurt!) For those of you who’ve never done bottle service at a top nightclub like Marquee, it’s easily $350 a bottle for 750ml Grey Goose Vodka or Malibu Rum. And you are usually required to buy 2 bottles with a group our size. By the time you tip and pay taxes, it could easily be $1,000 (or more!) for the night. So why pay that much? Well, there is the fact that you will pay $30 per person just to get in the doors. On top of having to pay the entrance fee, you will probably have to wait at least an hour to get into a club like Marquee, if not longer. Then once inside, you will have to fight your way to the bar and most drinks will be in the $12-15 range. And you will not have anywhere to sit, to put your clutch or camera, and will have to wait in the long bathroom lines. So if you do the math….you can pay $115 per person to skip the lines, drink until the bottles are gone, have a waitress bring you anything you need, sit at a table and slip your heels off for a minute or two, set your things down to go dance, and skip the long bathroom lines. Or you can pay around $80 (unless you are a single lady and can find a cute guy to buy your drinks) to get in and dance without the above amenities. Most of the time, bottle service is well worth it, IMO. Most of the time.
After much debate, we decided to skip the nightclub scene all together and hang out at our suite after Peepshow. We got back to the room around midnight, ordered a pizza and had drinks with friends. All-in-all it was a super low-key night, which ended up being just fine. Pizza, friends and booze! What could be better?! Wait….don’t answer that….
Back to the main highlight of the evening…Peepshow! Woo! Here I am, ready to go see the show and meet Holly Madison:
All dolled up for Peepshow
I grabbed my copy of “The Showgirl Next Door” (hoping Holly would sign it!) and we took off. We walked across the street to Planet Hollywood and went upstairs. The Peepshop theater was open and the little Peepshow store attached to it was open as well. Kyle Thomas spotted a hoodie that he thought I might want. Uhh..Doi! Of course I want that! I need that!
The front reads PEEP....
After getting yet another birthday present, it was time to scoot into the theater and sit down for the show. And it was fan-freaking-tastic! It seemed that they changed some things around in the show, which only made it better! One of the things we were both looking forward to was seeing Holly perform a bit more and to hear her sing, which is something fairly new for her. I recently read on twitter that Holly strained her vocal chords, so we weren’t sure if she would actually sing or not. But when the show got to the Goldie Locks skit, sure enough, BAM! There was Holly! Front and center, singing her little heart out! And her voice is pretty good. It would have easily been the best Peepshow we’ve seen (this was the third time) if it weren’t for one huge, glaring issue….NO Josh! That’s right, Josh Strickland had the night off. And his understudy was a total turd. Sorry, but it’s true. There is no sugar-coating over here at CandyBarbie. I wanted Josh Strickland!! Oh wells, I guess we’ll just have to see Peepshow again…..
After the show, we went down to the front of the theater, near the stage, for the meet’n'greet. And I was ready! I rehearsed (in my mind) what I was going to say to Holly, what I was going to ask her. Last year I was lucky enough to meet Holly after one of her shows, and I got all flubbed up around her. I didn’t know what to say and I got super-embarrassed and muckied up everything I wanted to say to her. Think Ralphie and the football with Santa. That was totally me last time! Not so this time around! I was ready! I had my book in hand and my lines all ready to go!
Holly is soooo small! Terrible picture, grr!
Love ya, Holly!!
Like I mentioned earlier, after Peepshow we hung out up in our suite with friends. The next morning though, Kyle Thomas and I both mentioned having seen Bond Bar downstairs, wishing that we would’ve stopped in for a quick drink. Bond had a great atmosphere with cool music and DJ’s with dancing girls and everything!
Bond Bar at Cosmopolitan
That pretty much rounds out the evening for our third day in Vegas! It was fun! I will continue tomorrow with a day-four post, but for now I’ll end this post with a big THANK YOU to the following for coming and hanging out with me during my birthday:
My parents Wade and Jeanette
My sister Shelby and my BIL Matt
Ky-Ky’s dad Rickmeister
My SIL Devon and future BIL George
My good friends Sandy and Ruben
Mine and Ky-Ky’s good friend Aaron
Our good friends Jordan and Danielle
A *big thanks* to everyone for making my birthday amazing!!!!
Especially my crazy-awesome hubby Kyle Thomas…aka Darth. Love you!