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Las Vegas Shopping For Voluptuous Ladies
Image is everything in Sin City. All the pretty girls get into the club; all the handsome guys get the pretty girls. It gets difficult to live here when you are overweight and it’s 114 degrees outside.
I am personally in the in-between zone when it comes to weight. I’m either the fat girl at Express or the skinny bitch at Lane Bryant. It’s uncomfortable, especially when dealing with, shall we say, “helpful” employees. They look at you with immense pity, because you Don’t. Fit. Into. Anything. It makes shopping for my size even harder than it actually is.
When I heard through a friend that there is a new store touting itself as the only plus size fashion boutique in Las Vegas I was excited to see it. Boutiques, as it was explained to me, work like this: they get in three of each size per item. When they are sold they never sell that item again. If I lived in a small town I suppose this would be an amazing bonus. As it is, I don’t think I would ever worry about something like running into someone with the same top as me. I guess I’m just not the average girl.
Guest Column: Nick the Cabbie – “Bohemian Rhapsody in Blue”
I just picked up a couple in front of Bill’s Gamblin’ Hall and the vibe that they are giving off is really strange. I would guess that they’ve probably been at Drai’s because they’re dressed up and the girl looks really tired. Aside from the initial directions they haven’t said a word to each other (or me) since they got in the cab, but it doesn’t seem like they’ve been fighting or anything. I usually find it rather strange when it happens, but people frequently act as if they’re in some sort of automated conveyance – I might as well be a robot for all the notice I’m given. Though, I must admit, sometimes I prefer it. I let them sit in silence.
Guest Column: Nick the Ex-Cabbie – “Downtown Detective Story”
I can hear John Waters on the television in the next room and it seems like a really interesting show…something I’d really like to watch. Unfortunately, right now I’m crouched on the floor of the restroom with my new porcelain friend. How did I end up in this situation? Perhaps I should reexamine my evening and use my detective skills to figure it out.
We start out with a drink at the Griffin. The bartendress pours me an entire shot when I ask to sample “just a tiny bit” of the unusual vodka that I’ve never seen before. This becomes my second drink and we have one more round before leaving. I don’t know if the shot ended up on the tab, but I know it puts me one drink ahead of everyone else in the group. Extra shot, ftw!
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Guest Column: Nick the Cabbie – “Pink and Purple”
The two girls in the back seat are dressed almost identically with short little skirts and hats…except one of them is predominantly purple and the other is the Sheriff of Pinktown. And, in case you weren’t aware, things are not okay in Pinktown. There must have been a jailbreak or something, but I think she’d be crying if her Deputy had been killed. Maybe it’s only cattle rustlers…or maybe she’s cold and heartless. It’s difficult to tell sometimes. (They don’t give me enough information to work with so I’m purely speculating, of course. I’m sure you understand.)
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