Friday, October 2, 2009


We have moved!!!

Monday, September 21, 2009

09.21.09 ~ BluBlockers: 3 1/2 Fab point(s)

It's so hard to try to find something to say as constructive criticism for BluBlockers...

because we love them suh.fucking.much.

It's LLE

We just cannot get enough of these sunglasses.

But it's not even just the glasses.

ya- I was wearing a boa, btw..Aaron gave me one so I decided to be 'that girl' who walks around Town Square with a Boa on and a camera following her. I looked a little like a clown...but, regardless...

We met these guys through the fabulous world of twitter. While they have being UNLV fans working against them (I'm a UNR fan...shut up) (Juli is a UNLV fan, so it's ok)
they have some really chill attitudes working for them.

Aaron Righellis and Michael Bohn are your 'go-to-guys' for all things Creative and Advertising. In fact, they even are designing some logos for SCS, so when that comes out- you'll know where it came from. Yes,
they were so ridiculously cool, the sunglasses wound up being an afterthought.

Their office is in town square as is the BluBlockers Kiosk.

Now I had never heard of these sunglasses before so I decided to google. Especially considering everyone kept asking 'oh, the ones from the video'? ...meaning:

WHICH, if I might Add- is THEE best video I have seen in ages.

Just saying

After we walk through the "covered breezeway" to get to their office and sniff their new paint- and of course, grab the boa, we start to head down to the kiosk.

We are all about great customer service, and there was no lack of it here.

I say- Do one thing really really really really well...and you can be successful.

They do a couple things really well- but this kiosk is the perfect reentry for BluBlockers, especially in Vegas. And especially when you have outgoing, nice and knowledgeable staff working for you!

Shoutout to Delaini who we want to hire to do...well, like we said, anything for us.

Take note people- get someone who is excited to be sitting at your kiosk to work for you. I'll buy anything from someone who is nice and excited. And generally probably loves their life. Or so it seemed.

My sis Jenn brought her raggedy ass sunglasses...

She really did get those off the streets of NYC. I know cause I was with her. So- they totally aren't real Chanel's and this is that disclaimer and shit.

We have been wearing these glasses everywhere. A Monster Energy drink exploded in my face at work- and the BluBlockers stopped it from getting in my eye. And, luckily the monster didn't eat away at the lense. And that is some rough ish.

We really look forward to seeing what else these guys have coming up. Fairly new in their business, their website and client list is impressive- and everything they are creating is so very Vegas friendly, it only makes sense that we show the love back!

Stop by and say hello to these guys and look for our logo coming soon- we will actually be able to review their services for you all.

In the meantime

"It's LLE, I put um on as a shoCKerrr, I love da BluBlockerrrs"

3 and a half out of 3 FABULOUS points.

aka- fully fucking fabulous.

Monday, September 14, 2009

09.14.09 ~ Theory of Flight's 'Within Reach' Album: 3 Fab point(s)

Okay check it- Theory of Flight is an upcoming band based out of Las Vegas and their music is definately something worth listening too. We would just like to go on the record for saying YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST!

As native locals it is our duty, we feel, to report to the world the hot sizzlin' creations out of the city thus, Theory of Flight makes that list fo sho!

When my fellow Monster Energy gal Elissa told me that her husband (Tyler Williams) was in a band and they were awesome...I had no idea. Juli here- and I have been to show after show here in Vegas (I am a connoisseur of 2 things music and pizza) and this band is among my favs; Theory of Flight is a force to be reckoned with.

C o n f e s s i o n: I have been playing 'Spinning', #6 on the album, on repeat for approximately an hour now...I simply can't get enough.

I can't even compare them to other bands either....simply because they have their very own sound and to try and compare them to another band just wouldn't work....they are just have to hear them. It'd be like trying to tell someone what a kiwi tastes like if they've never had one. Their music paints a picture and takes you on a trip through your imagination; anyone with emotions will be able to relate.

The lead singer Beau Hodges' voice meshes well with the tunes the band creates, they defiantly have great chemistry, that much is clear

Their passion is evident in the words and the music. I heart violins p.s.

This album 'Within Reach' is a beautifully crafted work of art. It's dripping with talent and depth.

These guys are legit check 'em out, you won't be sorry.

These sassy socialites say 3 out of 3 FAB points for Theory of Flight's Album 'Within Reach'

Sunday, September 13, 2009

09.12.09 ~ Pei Wei: 3 Fab Point(s)

I love Pei Wei! It's LLE.

I discovered this mini version of PF Chengs in 2005 and have been an avid fan ever since. I still get the same thing everytime, but they do what they do very very well. And for this, they get 3 Fab points.

While working Monster me and some co workers stopped in to sample the staff. They ushered us in and took care of us immediately. The general manager came over and gave us his card and introduced himself.

I was so impressed.

I sent a follow-up email.

What kind of hybrid is this restaurant? It's so unique in its faux fast food model that it just works so much better than I've ever seen. A model that definitely stands out! What is the protocol for tipping in a place like this- a very interesting mix of fast and yet upscale...a high end combination of both. A boutique fast food restaurant that isn't fast...?

these are the thoughts that I have...and I digress. often. nearly all the time.

what the hell...



AHA! Pei Wei...

I can't wait to hang out with Alex at the Double Down. If he is as fun as he is clean, then that is something to look forward to. He let us wander in, unannounced to check out the diggs and we stayed far enough away that no one needs to worry about some of our dreads getting in your noodles. It's not gonna happen. Although I can't say you wouldn't be pleased. Just saying.

We ate and video'd the reactions. You should definitely see our faces. Ashley thought her food tasted Ahhh Mazing and had never been before.

Since we didn't get much of anything good from the intern contest, we forced Ashley to come hang with us. After this performance we're not so sure she is up for the challenge...just sayin...

She does work at Blondies though! Go in and find the girl with pink hair. Ask her how she got the job. The story is so good, juicy Vegas it's perfect to discuss over beer pong.

Not that juicy...come on...

We head out with FULL tummies and beautiful blonde cashiers waving us out the doors. How come the girls over taking our order is always blonde over there. Uhem...your colored women wanna see some color, Alex Oliverias.


Amazingly well done service. Employees are genuinely enjoying their job. From our cashier to our busser- checking in with our table between sweeping up...see...that is awesome...what is that? it's some magical hybrid very quite unlike Sizzlers. And I want more.

HOLLER for Alex!

3 FAB points for Alex and the Sunset Pei Wei! Now about those Bacon Martini's, boo....?

Monday, September 7, 2009

09.08.09 ~ Burning Man: 3 Fab Point(s)

It's 11:55 PM on Monday night as I write this. I just drove back into Vegas from the Burning Man festival.

I'm uplifted, reengaged and re-enlightened about my own life.

I loved it.

it's LLE...aka- playa name- FIREFLY

I thought about how to tell this amazing story, review the event and at the same time relate the experience in a way that does justice to all that happened to a young hippie like me.

I had time on my 12 hour journey from Reno to Las Vegas in the car with a fellow vagabond, Vince, to discover how best to get this story out to those yet to attend. I met Vince through the wonderful world of Craigslist. No adventure is worth doing, unless it is going to be done right. So- I rented a truck- filled the back with Monster Energy drinks and costumes and hit up Craigslist for a passenger on this journey.

Found a simple request:

"Need a ride- call anytime. My friends bailed. I'm here from Thailand."

Sounds like the one. And it was.

The plan was to head up and meet my partner, Silverfox, at Camp Welcome at the event. Apparently this place is located at the inner ring of Evolution, or 5:30 and A...which meant nothing to me either. I just took the information and got into the car.

I headed to Anthem in Henderson to pick up this random companion.

"I'm here for Vince" I slyly tell the guard.

"And you are?"


"excuse me?"



I drive in through the wonder that is Anthem. I pull up to a mansion.

"Well at least I know where his parents live" I boldly think.

this is going to be safe, I thought and quickly forwarded his facebook page to all my friends and gave them coordinates less they need to go after his lineage. Vince's story could be- and very well may be- a blog in and of itself. Living in Thailand and well traveled. interesting motherfucker, I tell you. Definitely rockstar status. Plus, he's hott so that is nice to have on a long ride.

"I love the decor" I politely flutter as I walk into the house.

"oh. ya? well...I will tell my mom." chirps a rockabilly younger sister. (love having old woman tastes)

Man, this is going to be good...

And it was.

Vince and I didn't do much after we got up there together. I headed to the famed location and walked right into the arms of awaiting SilverFox. I costumed. I walked out onto the playa. I became a citizen of Black Rock City.

Vince asked me on the way home what my favorite part was. Then proceeded to tell me that he already understands that this question and it's possible answer would be unassumingly difficult to tell anyone if they hadn't "tasted the water", so to speak.

What came out of that question is what follows. A meandering journey of what happened to lle on the playa. With the laughter and tears I felt. Feel free to let this journey be a peaceful one.

play some nirvana and shit.

and lets get into it.

"my favorite part. hmmm...must have been the day I went to the wedding on the playa."

"A real wedding?"

"Yes. I mean- not with cake, but with vows and a license and shit"

"What was that like?"

"Completely unexpected, actually."

As I recount I realize my attendance at that wedding was truly unexpected. SilverFox was invited by the groom. Firefly accompanied with vigor. A playa wedding. This is a first. How will this work?

"We need to meet at 4:45 and F- can you remember that Firefly? We need to be there at 6:30PM. " directs SilverFox

"ok" I brush

"ya? What did I just say?"

"4:45 on friday"

"no. not at all." the patented SilverFox head shake of disappointment

"oh" kinda surprised, mostly childish, I blush

We ride our bikes to the assigned location. No one is at the camp. Something was lost in playa translation. SilverFox heads out to explore. Finds groom. Everyone is getting ready. whew- we didn't miss it.

wow, I think- this shit must be really legit.

SilverFox wanders over to an RV. Inside is a hott little Mexican dancing around serving hummus and carrots. She's orgasmicly talking about fresh sushi she ate on the playa. She has poured water all over herself as she checks out the result in the mirror.

Meanwhile, there is a couple in the corner talking about the day's previous memorial at the temple. The playa temple is an accidental miracle. A memorial of death and life. So intense in its form, created out of love- it's a place where most burners come to let go of loved ones who've died or to put to rest some other affliction that needs a place.

Time for me to wander around while we wait. Seems we have time.

Firefly walks from the RV to a back street. "Am I on C?" my alterego questions

In the middle of my thoughts a vivacious, winged passerby cheers "take this sticker, it will save your life"

I do take it. I like my life and all. The sticker is an elaborate painting of a fairy. All green. Looks like it's a photo print of that little man's fairy spirit as he flew in and out of my life.

"What did that guy just say"? I hear pop from my right

"this sticker is a savior, apparently" As I stick in on my arm. There is so much on that arm. I find a spot between the stamp I have of a lamb and a henna tattoo that reads "love".

"That is cool?" this robed man questions rhetorically.

I'm invited to sit and enjoy a glass of white wine. A woman is rolling a joint as she asks my name: "Firefly"

"And what do you do Firefly?" they inquire.

I look left and see a bundle of man rocking back and forth in the middle of the playa street. He is trying really hard to remember something, I'm told, and I answer "I'm a comedienne". I wanted to open a new door to the conversation and interject something witty about rocking meditation guy. They moved on to filling my cup. I put the sticker on it.

We sit and sip and I go through my glass. Which, bytheway, isn't a glass at all- but a blue camp mug. I feel buzzed.

"Aha! I remember" meditation boy has apparently remembered what it is he was scanning his genius for.

The woman licks another joint in her hand closed and I get a delayed introduction: "I'm Mercedes and Michael over here was trying to remember what book my dream reminded him of."

"oh" I nod. I wonder how long I've been here. I'm not sure if I have been saying little. Conventional wisdom about levels of appropriateness and tact haven't existed in quite some time. In my head I have been making up stories about these people from the small tidbits of information they choose to ignite.

"I'm a storyteller" says Mercedes. " I tell ghost stories"

"cool. I'm a storyteller too. But I just talk shit about people. Apparently...just as interesting"


I feel buzzed. The conversation as I clue back in has started to discuss the other kinds of storytelling that is done including the adult industry. How ghost stories and the adult industry are both on the same level of expertise for one author is fairly beyond me. But then again...some people are better at multitasking.

And I remember there was a wedding to attend that I have previously left far behind.

"I should probably get going- I'm headed to a wedding."

"A real one"? this question again...

"Yes! Thank You. Namaste!"

I'm drunk...can I stumble to that RV again? I could use more carrots. Where has my head gone. I'm totally buzzed.

Silverfox appears!! We embrace. Like it was written in this part of the script. I enjoy playa hugs.

We head off to gift the bride. What do you get burners as wedding gifts?

Luckily, I had made friendship bracelets and had two special ones that we put together for them. I had also made an elaborate dust mask for the event. Blue with fireflies and a myriad of charms and bells. I had worn it once. I thought it was so special and couldn't bring myself to put it on. It needed a new home. I decided that it was definitely worthy of a playa wedding. It wasn't much but it was filled with love.

and dust.

The processional decided to walk the mile to the temple from camp. Silverfox and I decided to ride around them on our bikes.

We passed through the streets of black rock city out to the open playa.

The sun was setting to my left and the moon was rising to my right. I've never seen something so beautiful. A view of black rock city at dusk. No concept of time. Feeling abundant.

Art sculptures were not yet lit and the weather was perfect.

I did figure 8's around the wedding party and explored ahead of the group before we all met and parked at the temple.

We found more wedding attendees and headed north.

A cozy spot at the back of the temple would do. A bride in a baby blue gown with black ribbon tying her together and platform black boots making her taller than her groom. Her cat-eye contacts and sparkle made her eyes shine regardless of her emotion. She held the hand of her groom. His blond spikes high, his eyeliner running down his cheeks from joyous tears. His lifesize white and pink bear hugging his neck. The bear's hands holding a plush heart that reads: 'I love you' on it's front.

A man with a skirt starts telling those gathered 'round about the parental and unconditional agape love he felt from this union of spirits. He gave them the opportunity to say their piece.

Tears flowed.

Joyous noel

bliss and happiness.

we're reminded of the purity of true love and what the face of it's union looks like. Beautiful.

Applause and kaz0o humming ensue. Silverfox didn't kazoo cause he doesn't like how the kazoo feels on his lips....

the crowd backed up into a larger circle and a man with a long horn bellowed as the couple danced for show.

The Dip, The kiss.

And then, as if a button was pressed- the Temple lights came on and the couple literally skipped off towards the Man in harmony as the rest of us watched them disappear.

It was time to realign the temple meaning for me now that such a beautiful ceremony has literlly lit a fire.

During my first days on the playa I had gone out and felt intense sorrow. Now, here I was at it's foot thinking of the beautiful love that juxtoposed it's grandeaur.

I went in.

Wrote "Let's be gentle" on it's walls.

It burned last night. The embers surely filled with so much love and a hope for a kinder future.

We headed back to our welcoming home base. Along the way we stopped at the 'Hammock Camp'. Silverfox and Firefly laid around for a while digesting what happened.

Back into a dusty tent for another night hanging out behind camp welcome.

"So your favorite time was the wedding?" announces Vince unsatisfactorily at this account during our intense ride home.

"What about the burn? did you see the Thunderdome? Center Camp? The Lamplighters? THE BURN?!"

"of course! The burn was a sacred turning point in my life. It was one of the most awakened moments I have ever had. Perhaps the meditation over the last month and the playa-candy helped...but it was definitely amazing!" I begin to recount the conditions.

Without a partner in Silverfox who left the event early, I headed out with fellow virgin burner and bff of mine, Priscilla.

A whiteout- the first of it's kind to grace the city- has put a damper on the day. It didn't prevent us from walking the streets to find entertainment earlier in the afternoon.

Daytime playa adventures with Priscilla included some titty painting, some hanging under shaded mist-system camps. We got henna tattoos. I met the creator of Fashion Wars on myspace. (awesome)

We drank concoctions called 'gummy bears'. We looked into the 'truth mirrors' and generally just tripped. the. fuck. out.

In this nighttime dust storm hours before the grand finale, the camp is discouraged and rumors of the supposed shut down of 'the burn' run through camp like the fire we want to see spread.

We put goggles and dust masks on.

Firefly gears up with water, gifts and the tutu.

We head into the unknown.

Unable to see 4 feet in front of us we go blindly to where we know the man should be. People see our glowsticks and ask if we are going in the right directions. We follow Vetran burners. We're unsure of our direction. We keep walking in blind faith.

My legs begin to feel raw from the smacking sand cutting up my already dried out skin.

"I know we're close. this burn will happen. I want to be there." I declare.

We get there as the storm starts to settle down. As we sit comfortably in our spot the solitude of that moment was unexpected. 8 rows of people sitting in front of me. Solemn. Watching dancers spin fire without hesitation. I talk to those I'm sitting next to. People huddle and pop pills. I keep getting whiffs of weed.

Some foreign man behind us has mistaken boo-ing for an endearing gesture and the more the Americans try to correct him the more he sips from the handle of Jack in his hand.

It's smelly out here.

"Will you sign my jacket?!" asks the flamboyant glowing windbreaker in front of me

"Of course!"

"what about you"? he inquires to the cute brunette next to me

"I can only think of crude things to say" she admits

"That's ok". of course it is, this is burning man.

Sit.On.My.Face. she writes

I look over as she starts to share a dream she had last night. Her friends suggest: 'that is SUch a lesbian dream'

I eagerly offer her a cigarette

She touches my leg "you don't need cigarettes" she winks

The burn begins. All attention I once had on little brunette is now turned to watch this spectacle of lights.

good lord.

Fireballs and music...

or...was the music just in my head...

cheers and roars from the crowd. more and more I expect the finale and it keeps burning.

Something magical happened there. I couldn't stop the excitement and joy I felt. I didn't try. A culmination of something that began earlier in the week- the burning of the man felt like a resolution to me. I was fulfilled watching this spectacle. Thinking of what it was built to do- to burn. And how this event is not the defeat of a culture, but a celebration of it. And it will abundantly happen for years to come.

Pretty fucking cool.

I wipe my tears and decide to fly off on my own. I head toward the only tent on the open playa. A tea temple. This will do.

A man with a skirt, a turban and a tattoo on his face silently puts a small goblet in front of me and fills it. In the 40 degree beating wind, this reprieve is beautiful. It's a perfect end to an emotional roller coaster.

I decide to stay for mini-amounts of time as I take the long way back to camp.

I pass a hookah lounge with techno beating out front. I shake my way through the dance floor as I pass through.

I find a boutique designer dancing behind me at a hip hop club I stumble into.

I get drinks with the 'Lamplighters' and check out their diggs.

I start passing by 'Camp Here' until they invite me in and feed me and offer me a sex partner if I'm interested.

"Sorry- I have a time limit on camps tonight. Thanks for the salsa."

Onto 'Animal Control Camp' where they're serving cheese and crackers and gourmet salami. This might be the best I've eaten all week. I talk about their adventures with them which are as different as my own. Then again- this camp is dedicated solely to catching and hazing those who are wearing animal costumes on the playa. Their art car has a massive carrot sculpture on it. Apparently they specialize in rabbits.

I head on and go slowly into my camp.

I huddle in my tent and cuddle up with my earplugs and eyemask. I was drained from the emotion. The burning of the man readied me for the exciting times ahead.

Concluding my recount I declare "Vince, I love it. I will go every year. I'm going to have Silverfox build me a yurt"

"Fair enough" he adds. Then says "Hey- we're in Fallon! Wanna stop at this rodeo?"

"for sure."

and we do.

There is something to be said from surrounding yourself with dust and fire and seeing what comes out.

for me- it was a resolve for more goodness and love. one love people, the hippie way.

Can't wait to show you guys the tattoo this has inspired that is yet to be drawn.

3 fab points.

had there been a toilet, perhaps it'd be as good as studio 222 ;)

seriously, put it on your life list of things to do. and find me at camp welcome- 5:30 and A.

'Interview with a Socialite': a weekly segment

Calling all Socialites! Calling all Socialites!

Okay check it- We want to find all those Socialites out there and feature them! Come one, come all. Going forward The Sin City Socialites will run a weekly segment called 'Interview with a Socialite', in which we will feature the social folks of Las Vegas. You will have the chance to show the city YOU, what you do, and/or how you roll! holler!

The features will include video and pictures, much like our current Blogs.

Awesome! How do I qualify you ask?

Wellllllll it's simple really, to qualify you must:

-Be at least 21 years of age

-Be a fan on our Facebook page

-Be Social

-Be willing to be featured on our site. Men and women are welcome!

-We are looking for personality!

You up for the challenge?!

Those wishing to submit please send a brief description of yourself, the things you do for fun, and 1 picture. Send info to: with 'Socialite' in the subject line

We look forward to meeting you!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

08.29.09 ~ XRADIO.BIZ, Jeremy Womack Show: 3 Fab Point(s)

We were on the radio, bitches.

Thanks for all the love and support thus far. You like what we're servin, so we just keep ahhhh-servin.
We were invited to come chat about Sin City Socialites on the Jeremy Womack XRADIO show; it's a prime spot at 9p-11pm on

For some odd reason he just let us right on in. Though, I must admit, that when he did come to the door he immediatly made a uturn... he is a wise man!

We're not trouble or anything? wink wink

What the hell could we have to talk about on the radio?

muwahahaaaaaaa...since you asked, mothas...

We discussed where we see SCS going, how we really would like to keep the integrity of improving customer service at the core. At the same time, we're entertainers and plan to
keep making this BIG.

When we got to the
station no one was in site.


Never leave the Socialites unattended...thats when we get...well curious.
Thus the following ensues...

Before going on we had the pleasure of meeting Rejj Smooth, whos heckles came from love, after all he is the KING OF HEARTS, at least from 3am to 6am on anyway!

We also met Brittaney Starr, many of you may remember her from Rock of Love. She has her own kick ass radio show previous to Jeremy's. We heart her!

Finally it was SHOWTIME!

We had a blast. The xradio family are FABULOUS annnnnd we heart them all, you will too soooooo start listening TONIGHT! Catch them all on Free, awesome, broadcast locally... FAB FAB FAB!

JEREMY WOMACK on gets 3 out of 3 FAB points! HoLLer!

08.28.09 ~ Sin City Comedy at the V Theater: 2 1/2 Fab Point(s)

Sin City Comedy Show


The V Theater (Planet Hollywood)

Hi All!

LLE and I were cordially invited to the Sin City Comedy Show inside the V Theater at Planet Hollywood. As we made our usual we approached the exciting entrance to the V Theater, which is located in the Miracle Mile Shops across from Blondie's.

"I wanna laugh my ass off" I proclaim with excitement.

"We better!" LLE responds.

We claim our tickets at the counter and are guided to a door way...

"right through here ladies, and enjoy the show" the usher prompted.

With huge smiles on our faces' we cross the threshold only to come face to face with the enemy...

I could literally hear the organ playing in my brain.

Ugg NO!


4" heels and flights of stairs do not mix...they are like oil and water in fact. I'm never down for busting my ass.

We learned after the show that the ushers send folks that arrive right at 9pm or any later that way because another show is letting out at that same the elevator is caught up during that 10 minute time frame...our bad...right on time is late!

We take our seats, lights up, music on, voice over chimes in!

The host begins with a set, then the show moves into comedian after comedian, each more funny that the previous!

Intermittent between skits is a super duper hot dancer that made me stare with out blinking...or breathing...

A good laugh we indeed both did get. Raunchy but not trashy. Funny and not over the top.

I suggest taking a date here for sure! Reasonably priced and they talk about sex a lot so maybe you'll get lucky.

After the show the entire cast was outside the doors to say hello, merch was for sale, and pics were being taken!

A special thanks to Pete Housley for inviting us!

A special thanks to the cast...we appreciate your comedy! Go on with you bad selves!

Sin City Comedy Show gets 2 1/2 out of 3 Fab points! Holler!

Friday, August 28, 2009

08.27.09 ~ Studio 222 Las Vegas: 3 1/2 Fab Point(s)

Okay- we haven't done this before- we have never given away more than 3 fab points. But for Studio 222, we must. We just must! They broke the mould! Even under tougher scrutiny than usual establishments- we managed to still s q u e e z e out all the fab points to assign. Plus some.

This elite rating is based on the fact that I laughed and cried and had self discovery and zen all in the same place. That happens...well...never.

I'm sore. It's LLE.

Juli and I had a wonderful time reviewing this gym. This footage and experience is a long one- so sit back relax, and enjoy your shitshow.

We stopped in with Leon and Jenn to check out where our training would take place. Studio 222, upon entry is very pleasing on the eyes! The green gym recycles, has a recycled bamboo entry way, and a crisp clean appearance. Offering massages, specializing in private sessions, and taking a real hands on approach to weight loss and over all health...we are impressed already!

Amenities like this SUPER AWESOME machine below:

We scheduled a day to train, and the rest is in video form here- we will elaborate when needed:

Found my way to her house- getting in the car...

this is the best footage we have ever caught:

spend 5 minutes in the car driving with us. it's a fun ride...

follow me as I drop a's an SCS project over the next few. Seriously, I don't need thighs as big as my dog.

We FINALLY get to the gym. Sorry it took forever- we're slow and I can't drive cause I'm flighty and shit.

We're immediately separated by James and Heather...but the fun continues.

ahhh where has Boxing been all my life?? Juli here- and I am in love, with a new physical activity: Muay Thai Boxing! Bless James for his patience with me, although I must give myself some credit I did begin to really get the hang of it.

James and Heather walk through the sessions with us and are truly talented, knowledgeable, and passionate Instructors.

Studio 222 offers an intimate workout experience in which you can really get tuned into your problem areas to get them where they need to be. The one on one, student and teacher aspect helps with reaching goals while learning about your body, health, and fitness from a trained professional.

People. There is no point going to another gym in town, seriously. And this is coming from a gal who doesn't even like to work out. The one on one training sessions with James and the staff at Studio 222 are better in so many ways to the other gyms at which you are just a number. Working one on one and in small groups no bigger than 4 really allows you to learn, and I mean really LEARN what you are doing.

Studio 222

8645 W Flamingo Rd Suite #104

Las Vegas, NV 89147


Heather Doane:

Rates for personal one on one training:

60min @ $85 with James

60min @ $65 with Heather

45min @ $65

30min @ $50

Rates for small group training (up to 4ppl):

60min @ $100

45min @ $80

We're telling you, you should book today tell 'em the Sin City Socialites sent ya!

Studio 222 gets a fabulous 3 1/2 out of 3 Fab points! (A never before set record!)

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

08.26.09 ~ Vegas Skin Art: 3 Fab Point(s)

Okay Vegas we have found your one stop shop for piercings and tattoos!

3342 S. Sandhill Rd. ste #10
Las Vegas, NV 89121
(702) 434-1392

I know its exciting.

VEGAS SKIN ART is an awesome spot with a hard working down to earth crew! A gem on the East Side of Vegas.

LLE and myself got some ink there towards the beginning of the summer BUT I have gone back to get my lip pierced annnnnnd to let ya'll know this place is RAD!

Big Mike, the Shop owner, makes ya feel at home in VEGAS SKIN ART, a trait lacking in some other places around town.

Their rates are the best I've heard in town too.

Off to get my lip pierced I go, my talented friend Ashley accompanying me.

"Are you nervous" she questions.

"No I'm ready" I reply.

"Let's do this!" she boasts!

Into VEGAS SKIN ART we head.

"Hello!" We are greeted upon entering.

I love this place.

EEEkkk its time! Let's do this!

Tommy goes to work!



If you are looking for a CLEAN HOSPITABLE Tattoo and Piercing spot with EXCELLENT RATES we suggest VEGAS SKIN ART!

Tell 'em Juli and Lauralie the Sin City Socialites sent ya!
PEEPS and TWEEPS, VEGAS SKIN ART gets 3 out of 3 Fab Points!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

08.25.09 ~ OUR TWEEPS: 3 Fab Point(s)

Look people, I'm not sure how many of you mothas are on twitter, but we love it. And we have some super kick ass followers who we definitely keep in mind when writing! Thanks for all your support of us- you have helped us grow from a crazy idea while hanging out in Betty (Juli's whip) to a full-fledged enterprise.


This one is for you, bitches. Keep up the support- we find ya'll suh interesting!

Monday, August 24, 2009


Want to be the next Gossip Girl/Guy- but for Vegas?



We need a mentee. We have a lot of good shit to share. We were high school seniors in Vegas once too, and we know you have your hot spots and your juicy gossip. We are open to guys or girls. We love the gays and may give you preference. Just saying.

Juli was Theatre club President in High School. LLE was Student Council VP. We are some down ass chicks. Okkkkkkk

You will write blogs for the HS section of the blog that we will open up. You will get to review Vegas like we do. You will have fun! We will only need about 10 hours a week from you and will give you a phone!

We are only taking submissions for 1 week so tell everyone you know! We will have a voting phase, so your friends need to have your back from the get-go.

- a spot on the reality show
- SCS phone
-access to input blogs into SCS
-Ride-alongs for when we go places that allow minors: restaurants, shops, boutiques, events, radio stations, etc.

Here is what we're looking for:
- A local Vegas high school Junior/Senior
- who drives
- and gets an allowance
- and goes shopping
- and knows who Betsey Johnson, Tarina Tarantino and Gwen Steefani are (google b4 you apply)
- whose parents won't sue us
- who has a blackberry...or...wants one
- who wants a fall "internship" as our mentee
- who wants to be famous

Email us at SINCTYSOCIALITE@GMAIL.COM with the header:
iNTERN contest:(your name here)
INCLUDE the following
(we totally won't stalk you!)
-your contact information,
-side of town you live on,
-status in your social circle,
-how many boys or girls you've kissed
-and an essay explaining why you wanna hang out with us
-AND what your favorite LV hangout is for your group

Be fun and funny

Shock's hard.

Good Luck!!!

We will take into account ALL extravagance: limos, choreography, youtube vids, gifts, etc etc.

omg, seriously- just impress us. You'll be hanging out with us, writing with us- and you will learn Vegas like the VIP you know you are.


contest rules and shit:
- tell all your friends what you are doing
- send them to the blog
- unlimited references are allowed- email all with subject:

-an example blog discussing your favorite hangout