We have such a love/hate relationship with Las Vegas. Sure it’s blatantly commercial and sensationalist, but it took us a few bitch sessions to realize that’s exactly what we love about it.
By far the gayest place to stay in the city is the Blue Moon Resorts. It’s just off the strip and owned by queers for queers. But our favorite hotel by far is the Hard Rock Hotel; Music-themed and some of the airiest rooms in the desert.
Vegas food isn’t just about buffets anymore. There are tons of incredible restaurants all over town. We love Fix in the Bellagio. The food’s not cheap but this is where you’ll find killer banana bread pudding. Best of all is the cool modern interior with a gorgeously curved wooden roof and lights that flood the restaurant in shades of tangerine.
Gay nightlife used to be shockingly tame in Vegas. Kinda still is. But it’s gotten a swift kick in the ass with the recent opening of the massive Krave complex, The only gay club will ask a lot of you; With a $20 cover and strict dress code you get handed all night dancing.
God, we’re such fags. Last drunken weekend we spent in Vegas we insisted our boyfriend take us to the chapel where Britney Spears married her 55-hour first husband, wearing a midriff-baring top and torn jeans. We were so excited but complained about it the whole time we were there.