
We stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada last week. As you would expect the hotelroom was furnished in pieces that were modern, edgy and sexy. Unfortunately, they were also bruised and beaten by the long line of rockstar-wannabes who had spent $99 a night to fufill their Vegas dreams. I was there for work and on one particularly memorable weekday, I had to be at a TV studio before 4a.m.... imagine my suprise when three stripper-chic 20 year old's without last names smoked cigarettes in the elevator while I was wearing khaki's and pearls... don't get me wrong, I love my job.





