I might actually be more embarrassed writing this review than I was while the show was going on, which I didn't think was humanly possible. But here I go, giving hot mostly naked men stomping around on stage a 5 star review.
Anyway - the whole point of the whirlwind Vegas trip was so my sister and I could go see Jeff Timmons (formerly of 98 degrees, our favorite boy band back when we were teenagers - seriously this review gets more and more embarrassing with every keystroke) perform with the Chippendales dancers. Turns out he was kind of emceeing, kind of performing, but definitely not stripping. Which ended up being no big loss because we had the time of our lives anyway.
I kind of wavered between "this is super tacky" and "OMFG this is SO MUCH FUN." In the end I have more fond memories (helloooo Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy routine) than bad ones. Hot bodies: check. All major female sexual fantasy stereotypes (you know, firefighters, construction workers, cowboys): check. Lots of interaction with the crowd: check. Even I got a personal dance and I was seriously devoting myself to appearing invisible. After the show you can opt to pay $20 and have your picture taken with the cast. After that the guys all hang out at the Flirt Lounge which is connected to the theater and the they will chat, sign autographs and take more photos. Which I felt kind of weird about - but the sister insisted we stay and mingle and it ended up being my favorite part of the night.