Las Vegas women swear by their spray tans, and they all head here, to Bronzed, for a private session with the maestro himself, Terry. Everyone goes to him, from the Strip headliners and socialites at the highest levels (no, I can’t name names!), to the cocktail servers and strippers who come in in the evenings on the way to work. Oh, and me. I would never do any public speaking without a private tan or attend or host a fancy event (with more public speaking) without being properly bronzed. This doesn’t matter what month of the year it is either. “Party Prep” means making a tan appointment. I’d rather shiver in January with tanned legs than (yuck) wear tights.
It’s just the Vegas way.
Bronzed is a funny place. Located in a Las Vegas strip mall right across the street from the Hard Rock Hotel, the parking lot can be a bit seedy sometimes. But no one minds. It is very suburban in the late afternoons/early evenings, when I’m always running into somebody. But sometimes, I have late events and try to get in on my way home. This never works. Bronzed stays open until 10 pm every single night, but he never, ever can squeeze me in. All “the girls” who are headed to work keep him busy for two hours without a second’s break, as one by one they put on their high, high heels and run off into the night to the nightclub and strip clubs.
Garrulus Terry becomes best friends with everyone, from the classy Las Vegas multi-millionaire philanthropists to the bubbly waitresses and dancers. I always tell him something I shouldn’t. He knows alll the secrets in town.
Sometimes my Bronzed appointment is as “Las Vegas” as my day gets.
I love it.
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