It's Halloween Time On The Las Vegas Strip - Or Is It Just Tuesday?
It's Halloween Time On The Las Vegas Strip (Or Is It?) - Don't Get Me Started!
There are plenty of reasons why Las Vegas retains its title, "Sin City" and perhaps there's no time that this is more apparent than around the Halloween holiday. There is the Pimp and Ho Ball, there is the Fetish and Fantasy Ball...well, let's face it, there are a lot of balls in Vegas at this time of year. (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) But as I drove home from work yesterday (stuck on the magnificent driving nightmare that is the Strip) I looked around and thought it's Halloween time on the Las Vegas Strip (or is it?) - Don't Get Me Started!
You see, people come to Las Vegas to let their hair, skirts and pants down. That's right. If you ever board a flight on its way to Vegas, even from some close location like LA, the minute you get on the plane it starts. It's only a forty-five minute flight but they're all all ready partying and trying to get their "buzz" on before they hit the Strip, man. Never mind that what they'll be going home with two days later are empty pockets and hangovers, the hopeful trip over is all about getting the party started (as Pink once said).
And because it's basically the adult party capital of the world, everyone seems to pull out those little known items that have been tucked away in the back of their closet or underwear drawer just for their trip to Vegas. For some reason, because it's Vegas everyone thinks that they can wear glitter, sequins and skorts (and some of them are even women). No matter what it is that they have on (men or women) it's usually six sizes too small because the only time they wear these special clothes is when they come to Vegas and they don't bother to update the "naughty clothes" before they arrive. Never mind that women find it acceptable now everywhere to wear crop tops with their stomachs hanging over the top to the point where you can't tell if the pants close with a button or a snap. (Muffin tops, is apparently the term for this phenomenon). What you see more often than not here are the women who walk the Strip at 8am in their black slinky dress from the night before that has three sequins left on it, their shoes are in their hand so they're walking around the Strip barefoot, the makeup would make a hooker want to give the woman a make-under and finally, she has a Corona in her hand because after all, it's Vegas. The man with her is almost always in jeans and a short sleeved shirt no doubt purchased by the woman he's with that is too glittery and tight (his gut trying to fight its way out of the straining buttons of the polyester garment) and he too has a Corona. Now to the untrained eye, this may look like Halloween costumes - the whore and her John; when in fact, it's just John and Candy from Arkansas.
Yesterday I did see some people with wings on walking the Strip but once again, not so unusual here so you have to wonder if it's a costume or just what they packed to wear on Tuesday? There's always a bride to be with a tiara and sometimes veil on her head walking the Strip and always a body builder guy whose clothes are so tight that you wonder if he bought them that way or just didn't understand the settings on the dryer at home. Guys usually are more subdued but make no mistake about it, here's where they pull out that kilt to wear that they got when they went to Scotland that summer in college in 1991. Here's where they wear the shirts with such snappy phrase as, "I forgot my number, can I have yours?" Trust me when I say that there are times when the men can be just as bad if not worse than the women.
And at the end of it all, you have to ask yourself, "Why not?" If it makes people happy to leave their lives as Jim and Mary behind and become Jonah and Melinda for a week as they try to pick up couples to swing with at the Fetish and Fantasy Ball who am I to say they're doing anything wrong? But what I want you all to know is that when it comes to sightseeing crazy people, you never have to worry about whether it's Halloween or not because believe me when I say, people come here all year round and they dress to suppress their day to day lives wherever they live. So come to Vegas at Halloween but know that no matter what time of year it is, you're bound to see the bride of Frankenstein, fairies (in male and female variety) and always what seemed to be a last minute costume when you were in high school, "the over it and used up whore" costume - just add lots of makeup and sleep in what you wore the night before and you're good to go. Just another reason to love Las Vegas! It's Halloween time on the Las Vegas Strip (or is it?) - Don't Get Me Started!
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