One star for getting in "VIP" .... aka being a moderately attractive girl in a skirt in vegas
Another star for the poles in the middle of the room mounted on a platform. Lets be real, there is no way in hell I'd get up there, but it was a refreshing departure from the professional biddie sluts to see that all the masses were allowed up there ... aka great entertainment.
As for the rest of the club .... typical. Las Vegas-y. Smoke machines. Deafening house music. Packed. Sweaty.
Oh, and my personal favorite ... the promise by the promoters of 'free drinks for girls all night,' ....no. False claim.
The SIX DOLLAR glass of cranberry juice I ordered (a smart girl's gotta bring her own flask!). Not to be outdone, and in an effort to further torture the sober, a bottle of water was $10. Woof.