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| - I have certain places I hit all the time while in Vegas, and this usually isn't one of them, but we were entertaining my father's step children while they were in town for business and they didn't want to venture to one of my usual spots. I'm flexible. I'm a compromising person, so I opted for Caramel. They attempted to charge us cover while walking through the petite door in the front, and I told them who I knew, all of a sudden the red rope opened, my father was surprised I pulled it off (don't doubt, of course I did, remember I OWN LAS VEGAS), and we walked in.
Saddling up the bar for some martini's the place was bumpin' already. My drink came quick, strong, and comped (of course bitches) and so did the rest of my crew. I took a peek at the person's tab next to me though who actually needed to pay and it was, with no surprise, not inexpensive.
They threw some dirty bangin' hip hop that night, and even though the bar/lounge/club is really quite small, people were gettin' DOWN. On the tables, on the chairs, it was packed, and they were workin' it. The guy I was dating at the time was latin and he was a dancer. He and I were acting like the world was ending in the middle of the floor and breakin' it down like rockstars. It was fun. The guests we had weren't used to going out in Vegas and kinda just did the white boy rock out in the center of the floor, but whatever, it didn't look like they were with us anyway so I wasn't trippin' too hard.
On the right night, Caramel will give you a smaller club atmosphere, pour some mean drinks, and bring in some great dancers. In the Bellagio, which is beautiful, the location is central if you are staying at different hotels on the strip.
I'll hit that place up every once and a while, but to be honest it's hard for me to pull myself away from my waterfall, and my beloved pole that I work so well at Tryst.
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