aster

i've returned from the land of slots and sluts!

i got tired of looking at fake shit. fake new york, fake paris, fake venice, fake tits.

and there were so many fat people feeding at the buffets. i was no better...i ate until my insides hurt, and after three days of vegas dining i developed rolls that bulged over and around my bikini bottoms. sexy.

but i loved the little wedding chapels i saw on the way to downtown. and i loved the old dive hotels with the signs that proclaimed "COLOR TV."