Fear and Loathing: A Hipster's Guide to Surviving Las Vegas
Somehow the obligatory trip to Las Vegas is inescapable. It's someone's 21st, 25th, or 30th birthday. One of your classier friends decides to tie the knot - neon, whiskey, and Elvis included. Oh the horror - your company/industry attends a 5 day Las Vegas conference. Possibly the worst scenario: a family reunion (it happened to me. Apparently elderly Norwegian immigrants just loooooove Las Vegas). Never fear, cool, cultured, and possibly mildly acerbic people! Consider this guide your way to navigate the treacherous and murky waters of Las Vegas.
1. Do Some Research
and watch some of the good movies about Las Vegas high jinks.
I find this really gets you in the mood for the classic, seedy side of Las Vegas that you can channel while you’re actually there. Some suggestions:
The original Ocean’s Eleven. NOT the Steven Soderbergh remake. Do I even need to say that?
Rain Man. I know it’s only partly based in Las Vegas, but it really captures the things possible when you zoom through the strip with your severely autistic brother in your dead father’s car. Besides, when’s the last time you watched it ?
Casino. DeNiro, Pesci, and Stone – and a lot of murder and cocaine. Makes you feel dirty – you’ll need a shower afterwards.
Showgirls. This would be the exception to the “good” movies about Las Vegas moniker but you at least have to see this thing once. Even if it’s just to watch Jessie dance
Fear and Loathing. A Hunter s. Thompson film adaption? I wonder how Terry Gilliam had the temerity. Holy Christmas, is this a Vegas movie. As if you needed to be reminded that “this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs.” Yeah, maybe you shouldn’t watch this one
2. Prepare Yourself
for the fact that everything cool in Las Vegas has died. Died or gone deep, deep, deep into hiding.
Instead of everything looking like the above picture, it now looks like this.
And like this:
And costs a zillion dollars. But once you have resigned yourself to this fact, you won’t be tempted to think your trip will resemble a scene out of Casino or Fear and Loathing, but you’ll be able to look for and hopefully find the ramparts of cool.
Hint: ramparts of cool are not hidden in Kevin Federline’s pants.
3. Insist On Your Own Hotel Room
This should in no way be compromised on, especially in the following scenarios:
Bachelor/Bachelorette parties
Corporate events
Aforementioned family reunions
And gentlemen, if the Las Vegas miracle of going home with someone becomes a reality, your dream will be dashed if going “home” looks like this:
4. Avoid and Ignore Vegas Fashion
Why is the fashion so deplorable? Because the majority of people are from LA, and I’m sorry to have to tell you this folks, but the majority of people from LA have a really, really, really poor aesthetic.
So while you are there, keep your head down or your eyes glued on the cocktail waitress’ rear, else you might run in to one of these beauties:
printed designer tee
Is this a joke?
the beautiful bride
Dear God.
the "sexy" outfit
Bring some of that over here!
5. Don't Gamble at the Big Hotels
This old school casino should do nicely. You can gamble and have fun with your $200 for at least an hour or two.
Go to these pits if you want to see that cash stripped from you within minutes:
This old school casino should do nicely. You can gamble and have fun with your $200 for at least an hour or two.
Go to these pits if you want to see that cash stripped from you within minutes:
$50 minimums and the feel of a 5 star geriatric facility.
$50 minimums and the feel of a 5 star geriatric facility.
**Vintage Vegas Alert: The Red Square at Mandalay Bay
The Red Square hints at the dark, smoky, classic underbelly of Las Vegas. Tucked in a corner on the casino floor, pop in to have a martini any way you like it and to pretend that you are anywhere but in the middle of a noisy casino with your grandmother swearing at the slot machine . . .
6. Don't Hit the Clubs
Ok, Ok, if you have to for whatever social reason, I understand. But here is my sage advice:
1. Convince everyone to go in for bottle service. There is no point in going to a club, waiting 2 hours in line just to get in, and then spending too much $$ at an overly-crowded bar where you spend your whole night trying to get the bartender’s attention for a weak drink.
I know it sounds ridiculous, but reserving a table and getting bottle service ensures that it at least won’t be the worst night you ever had.
2. Ignore the music. OK, I admit. Ignoring is impossible, especially since the same 5 songs are played over, and over, and over again. And these songs are baaaaaaaaaaaad. So I suggest thinking of the club music as if it’s some weird social experiment. As if we we deprived a human being development, vocabulary, and outside cultural influences and then we demanded they sing. Just keep thinking, “It’s not their fault. It’s not their fault.”
3. If a celebrity comes in, go in the bathroom until it’s over. Otherwise you will have to bear witness to the whole club freaking out for some cheap blonde in pleather leggings or some faux-hawk DB. My treat at XS last weekend was watching everyone panty splash over Nicky Hilton. God help the human race.
#s 4, 5, and 6 have all been leading up to this big one:
7. How To Deal with the DB
The DB (Doucehbag, for those not familiar with the term) is completely ubiquitous in Vegas. There is no getting around him (or, sometimes, her).
Since you can run (and not very fast with that drink in your hand) and not hide from the DB, there are certain counter-DB actions you should take:
Avoid DB-attracting behviours like: drinking Bud Light, dancing on the pole in the middle of the club, ordering a cosmo when you are playing at the tables, saying, “Wait, who sings this song again? I love it!”, reading US magazine, wearing flip-flops when not at the pool, having a butterfly tattoo at the base of your back, or being anywhere in or around the Hard Rock casino.
When you have encountered a DB and he has spoken to you: reference something that he will not understand. Bonus points if it’s crass. This usually sends the DB packing in a hurry.
If this does not work, and the DB continues the conversation, stare at him unemotionally as if you were Ivan Drago:
This always works, but is a last resort because it’s scary.
If the DB is in your group: do all things possible to distance yourself from the DB. People make assumptions (most of the time correctly) about you based the company you keep. If you are forced to hear the DB talk about his sexploits or his take on the best “Hard-A” to “get f**ked up on” all day long, keep repeating, “It’s not his fault, it’s not his fault.”
A great site to further your knowledge about DB habits, and to help you understand the strange phenomenon of HCwDBs.
Displaying many, many forms of douchebaggery.
Put Some Thought Into the Flight Home
Book a flight that’s not too early and not too late. 2-4pm usually works well.
Too early, and you will either miss your flight out, or miserably and half-drunkenly scramble around your hotel room searching for that missing stiletto while still smoking a cigarette.
Too late and you will spend a whole hot and hung-over day wasting time before you know you have to get to the airport.
That’s the word for now, my friends. Viva Las Vegas! Or something.
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