5 broke girls...and 1 petty bitch

[Tara Denise]

So just a warning: this TR will take me ten million years lol my kid turned one and so we have 30 family members here and that leaves very little free time! However, I didn't even bother finishing my last report, so I figure I should at least attempt to post this one! There's a few things I've gotta leave out for legal reasons (if you heard from me when I was there, you can guess what that is), but I promise you it's uninteresting as hell anyway.

Alright, so this was supposed to be a belated birthday celebration for me combined with a fresh divorce party for my friend Nina and a "sorry you got left at the altar" party for my friend Trish. Nina ended up not making it because she couldn't find anyone to watch her kids (her ex was supposed to have them but he's a jackass and flat out vanished), then two of my friends had to drop out since they have actual jobs and can't just disappear Monday to Thursday. Why were we only going Monday to Thursday, you ask? Because all of the girls remaining (Trish plus her friends) are broke as fuck. They are all dancers for a living, and that doesn't pay well unless you're REALLY in the big time. So I resigned myself to a broke ass trip because I'll put up some cash to make up for people's empty wallets, but I'm not upgrading 5 grown ass women that I don't even know that well.

So, leading up to the trip, I'm in charge of arranging everything aka fronting money so they could stack their pennies and pay me back. I don't mind that, but it got annoying when Trish would insist on the stupidest things and not take my advice for a better plan. But it's turned into HER trip and she didn't get to unleash her full Bridezilla this spring, so I just kind of make my own side plans and let her have her way. I just want a break and to enjoy myself, so any trip is better than none. Lol and I have a standing hall pass and list of inappropriate dares from the mister, so I figure I can have fun on my own if I have to (spoiler alert: I do).

[SuZQ]

Yeh! I missed you.. Please attempt to finish

[wat]

This is promising.

[dnix]

Thats all we get??????????

[SuZQ]

and then........

[Cirilo Medina]

Any Tara TR is worth the wait!

[Tara Denise]

Y'all I'm back!!! Lol will actually finish this one. Sorry, lotta changes this year. The hubs joined Scientology so had to pack up the tiny person and get the fuck out!

[Tara Denise]

At the very least though there's still inappropriate photos to be posted as a thank you for your patience 😂😂😂

[Cirilo Medina]

We will take whatever you're giving!

[ArmyVegas]

*cough cough*

[Tara Denise]

LOL y'all have to bear with me. Divorce plus toddler plus weird "my ex is in a cult now" shit is killing my free time.

Ok, so now I have to remember where the hell I left off....omg just in the annoying ass planning stages! Yikes! I'll fast forward a bit. But suffice it to say, these chicks are broke and annoying and don't want to do anything as it should be done. You'll pick up on that.


Monday!!!


I'm at the airport, waiting to board, and my phone is BLOWING UP. Why? Because Trish and the broke asses are trying to check into their rooms at Vdara and are shocked (SHOCKED!!!) that there are resort fees and incidental holds to deal with. They want to know if I can call and put this on my card, or perhaps move it all to my card when I arrive.

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You will like notice I said THEIR rooms. THEIRS. I decided against rooming with them because I don't want to be bothered with paying more than my share to crowd into Vdara. They insisted on having a kitchen to save money and also were all very adamant that each person get a bed of some sort. I am the least particular about sleeping on the floor, so I knew I'd end up there. This isn't a terrible thing except when I am spending more than everyone else AND doing all the planning. So, like the bitch that I am, I got a Terrace Studio by myself at Cosmopolitan. Needless to say...no. I was not taking on resort fees and incidentals for three rooms. They were irritated but I guess they got over it because they checked in somehow.


I land, get to Cosmo, get upgraded to a Terrace Suite while checking in (thanks sandwich trick!), get my groceries delivered, pick up dresses, and then take some of the food and dresses over to Vdara for the broke chicks. Yup...you read that right..feeding AND clothing the bitches. Whatever. I am looking forward to having fun and feeling great about rooming on my own. That night, we are going to see Michael Jackson: ONE at Mandalay Bay, and then partying at Marquee. We are missing two out of the six of us because they all flew standby and two haven't arrived yet. Luckily, it's the two who did not want to see the show that night anyway, so they don't care how late they arrive.


I get dressed, get my weave in order, and go meet everyone at Aria for the dinner buffet at Aria (thanks, free myvegas passes). Then we grab a cab down to the theater. The show was amazing! I go see it pretty much any time I'm in town, and it has yet to disappoint. I quite enjoyed it from seventh row center....and I'm told that it was great from house right on the last row of the mezzanine lol cause that's where everyone else was seated. For a mere $30 more they could've been up front with me, but why would they ever do anything smart like that?


I planned on changing clothes in between the show and the club so I tell them to meet me in my room and we can pregame and hang out a little bit before Marquee. I remind them that we are on the guest list so probably need to get there at least before midnight. That gives us a couple of hours...or it should. By the time they all finally arrive at the hotel, it's so late I figure we should go straight to the club. There's a line. This is not shocking to me, but apparently everyone else is surprised. Trish immediately starts bitching that we have to wait, and wants me to text or call someone to skip the line. I text Cliff, but am immediately regretful because we will need to tip and by "we" I mean "me." I have money, and don't mind spending it for stuff like that, but I also don't mind just waiting in line like a broke bitch if I'm hanging out with broke bitches. Cliff says come around to the table line and he'll let us through, so we go, and Trish is unpleasant as FUCK to the security guys. Uugggghhhh. I don't understand the bad mood, except I guess she really thought I was gonna break down and spend all my money on her this trip. We get into Marquee, and I am texting "white Tara" (a girl from the forums whose username I cannot remember at all by now) like "please tell me you're still coming to Marquee...I need a new group." She is! Thank god! So I stand around with the broke chicks, listening patiently as they complain that their feet hurt and snarl at any guy who approaches to talk to them and whine about everything, and I'm just counting the minutes.

After the thousandth complaint that drinks cost too much, I wander off to the bathroom and meet a bunch of REALLY cute British girls there for someone's 23rd birthday who flatter me by pretending they think I'm their age. So I go dance with them for awhile and ignore any and all "where r u?" messages from Trish. Lol I think they left by about 12:30. Oh well. I hang out with the British girls, then White Tara and her friends arrive and I have an actual fun time FINALLY. I've never been to Marquee on a Monday night, it was fun. I think I liked it better than XS, actually. Lol this is because of my dislike of EDM and also because I didn't have to do a cab line after, so YMMV. Some random guy kept inviting us up to his room to "party" but he kept asking fake deep questions as though that would impress us (or he could've just been really really high), and was not cute, so we said no as many times as it took. I think everyone went to Drai's afterwards, but I was supposed to be up and ready to hang out in a bungalow the next day. So I had not accomplished any of the dares I was assigned by the hubs for that night, but I was proud I'd managed to still have a nice time. I make a mental note to just be drunk as much as possible is trip because otherwise I will cut a bitch for sure. I head to my room, dirty Skype the mister, and go to bed.

Tune in eventually for Tuesday-Thursday lol spoiler alert: I do eventually ditch them. And I promise to at least get this one done before my next trip.

[Cirilo Medina]

I knew it was worth the wait! And it already sounds like that group was torture!!! Want everything paid for them, wow

[kp3205]

The process of justifying being drunk in Vegas Tara style..... A- Cut a bitch and go to jail B- See A and advance to C C-Just drink and enjoy Vegas your way...the hell with the bitches!

[SuZQ]

And now we wait another six months for part three.... Please never go with these bitches again.

[maxutilsperusd]

I have to say at least as dysfunctional as my last group was they weren't constantly complaining, I don't think I could put up with that after organizing things.