Las Vegas

It all started when my man looked at me and said, “Pack your bags. I’m taking you somewhere from Thursday to Sunday.”

Just like that. No details. No hints. No clues. Meanwhile, I was stressing about the kids and everything that keeps my life in motion… but unbeknownst to me, he had already arranged with my sister to hold down the fortress. Sweet, right?

Thursday came, bags packed, and off we went.

When we got to the airport and I realized we were heading to LAS VEGAS, ( I lied, i knew where he was taking me) dont ask me how i knew, its just hard to surprise me, my excitement skyrocketed although my body was fighting me with this deep, unexplainable tiredness. But hey, Vegas doesn’t wait for anyone.

The flight was smooth, but landing in Sin City came with its own special twist.

Our driver casually mentioned, “Oh, by the way, it’s Formula One weekend. The whole strip is basically closed.”

Excuse me?

Traffic was a whole nightmare. All I wanted was to get to the hotel, take a breath, and feel human again. After what felt like a mission, we finally got in and Vegas greeted us with lights, music, noise, life.

I swear, this city doesn’t sleep. It’s like the streets are fueled with espresso and electricity.

But the moment we stepped into our suite? Pure bliss.

Beautiful room. Stunning skyline view. Totally worth the wait.

A little walk outside and boom we ran into some Chippendales.

Let me tell you, Mr. B did not prepare me for what Chippendales actually do. We took some hilarious pictures, and he jokingly said he never wants to see them again. I laughed so hard. Vegas will humble you in the funniest ways.

We wandered into Fremont Street, downtown, watched people doing tricks for money, and had one of the most beautiful Italian dinners downstairs. I love food, especially steak and I definitely needed that iron because my period decided to show up early. Thursday instead of Sunday. Which meant… no hanky-panky and extra crankiness. But we move!

The next day, we tackled the strip, explored Bellagio, Caesars Palace, the stores.

Mr. B even decided to splurge a little (😭🤣). Because of the Formula One madness, we kept having to climb stairs and zigzag around blockades. My legs were screaming, but my excitement was louder.

We checked out the Sphere for the Wizard of Oz experience, that was amazing, toured the Museum of Illusions, the Illuminarium at Area 15, and attempted Madame Tussauds, which was locked thanks to Formula One, but honestly, it didn’t matter. Everything we saw was amazing.

And the people?

Seeing celebrities, influencers, and the one percenters casually strolling past like we all breathe the same air, it was surprisingly fun.

And oh—let me not forget this part, because it deserves its own spotlight.

last night in, we sat down at one of those shiny casino machines. You know, the ones that look pretty but rarely give you anything but heartbreak?

Well… not this time.

I hit a little something-something! 💸

Nothing crazy like “quit your job” money, but definitely enough for me to scream, dance, and look at Mr. B like, “Wow, so I’m a Vegas girl now?”

He just shook his head and laughed because I was acting like I won the entire Bellagio Casino.

But you know what? A win is a win—especially in Vegas.

But the truth is, as beautiful as Vegas was, the best part of the trip wasn’t the lights, the shows, the chaos, or even the glam.

It was him.

This man loves me in a way that makes me feel seen, safe, cherished.

He listens. He sacrifices. He spoils me rotten.

He supports every dream I whisper and every vision I chase.

Standing beside him in Vegas felt like standing beside possibility itself.

Las Vegas was a dream come true,but not because of the city.

Because of the company. Mr B is a good travel buddy, he now knows how to take good pictures..... love him love him love him

Because he makes every space feel magical, every moment feel intentional, and every trip feel like the beginning of the rest of my life.

And that, my dear readers, is why what happened in Vegas… definitely isn’t staying in Vegas.