My good friend and contributor here Samantha Rogers from Detroit is back once again to tell us all about her latest adventure and I gotta say..I am pretty dam jealous. Samantha attended one of the biggest & wildest CD/TG Events in the world called Wildside in Las Vegas . Lucky for us she is here to tell us all about it..So Samantha...How was Wildside???
Your Motor City Maniac has been on the road this Spring visiting with good friends at a couple of the top TG events in the country and having way too much fun!
In April a posse of us Michigan girls made the trek to Harrisburg, Pennsylvania to take part in The fabled Keystone conference and what a great time it was! The best part of these large conferences is always the chance to meet up in real life with all the great girlfriends we make online and Keystone was no exception as we partied with many of the best and most awesome girls from New York, Philadelphia, Boston and all up and down the Eastern seaboard. It was simply amazing meeting these gorgeous, smart and sexy women and getting to know them personally in ways that just are not possible online. And the events and seminars were a special treat as well, not to mention the after hours suite parties going on into the early morning. It was a rocking good time. As usual, the Michigan girls sought out a hot club for dancing as well. People are starting to learn that when the girls from the D are in town dancing is always a priority. LOL
But as much as we all loved Keystone with the luncheons and especially the final ball and the chance to don our most elegant glad rags, nothing, but nothing, compares with with what we encountered a month later.
Seven of us made the trip from Michigan, including Stacy K from Toledo, Jennifer Tate, Chelsea, Staci from Lansing, and the fabulous and talented Cindy Elmwood. Wing girl and bestie Donna and I arrived Wednesday morning, unfortunately missing the Tuesday activities which included a meet and greet plus a lingerie party that night. Some girls, notably a squad from England even arrived on Sunday! Kerry Nope, a particularly gorgeous blond from England, may have been rocking Vegas as early as Saturday! But we were there in time for the pool party Wednesday afternoon and what a treat that was!
The event centers around one hotel but unlike other big functions, activities are all over town. The pool party was one of the few scheduled daytime events since days are usually left purposefully open so girls can get out and shop or get makeovers or just explore Vegas, where just about anything goes and where girls are hardly looked at twice but rather simply viewed as part of the local “color”. Of course some smart girls use the late afternoon to catch up on much needed sleep since the party goes ALL night at Wildside.
But the pool party at the Tropicana was our first function and it as so awesome to begin meeting so many of the wonderful West Coast girls we had talked to online for so long... Katherine Dee and Kimberly Wells and many more from from LA... Kelli Sensuelle, Brandie Diamond, Megan Taylor, Kaelyn Dreyer and Shelly Manning from Sacramento, girls from Seattle, Portland, Arizona, Utah, Colorado and beyond...plus all the local girls who call Vegas home these days, and many who had ventured in from the East Cost such as the stunning Marie Ruth Lamonte. Not to mention the plethora of gals in from England (they came in a bunch...lol) and a few even from Australia! And then there was the chance to meet a few icons of the TG world such as the fabulous CiCi Kytten who proved just as stunning in person as in pics (and nice as can be as well!) and the so seductive and dangerous Divinyl Fatale from out in the blue grass of kinky Kentucky. Oh, I could go on and still never mention all the lovely women we met.
Wednesday night allowed no time for us to stop as the party shifted from the pool at the Trop to the Golden Nugget down on Fremont Street where Wildside kittens overwhelmed and took control of the Gold Digger room on the second floor. There we found a marvelous dance floor with awesome sound, a super bar, and a spectacular, large open veranda looking down on the madness of Fremont Street below! I think there were some girls who never left the balcony while others danced the night away inside. It was so hard not to feel ones head spinning surrounded as we were by gorgeous transwomen on all sides. Oh my, what a great night it was. Or morning, I should say, as it was certainly morning as the party began to slowly break apart. What with the time change from Detroit, Donna and I found ourselves at one point realizing we had been awake for 28 hours straight, and yet no where near ready to stop the ride. But stop we did eventually and made our way back to the Trop only to find another gaggle of girls now continuing the party at the lounge there...so of course, we joined them for another drink. Haha I believe the clock read 630 or 7 AM when my head finally hit the pillow
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But this is Wildside! A mere two hours later we were dragging our skinny butts into the shower to start another day!
And it was a perfect night to look good, of course, because Thursday night is the night of the fabled Rockstar bus tour!
Around six or six-thirty the entire contingent of beauties boarded a trio of luxurious limo party buses, aptly named Classy, Sexy and Fabulous. Somebody obviously made a huge mistake as Donna and I found ourselves on the “classy” bus haha. But even those who registered too late to be included among the three main buses still were able to tag along either in additional limos or, in one case, in a fire engine red convertible Mustang! What a sight those divas were tooling around Vegas in style! But whether in a private ride or on the bus, the entire group set off for our first destination...the Welcome to Las Vegas sign at the South end of the strip. Now it was easy enough to position seven girls in front of this sign so many years ago, but with two hundred to position this year OMG talk about herding cats...look closely with a microscope and you can pick out faces (yes, both Donna and I are in there) but the real power of the picture is in the spectacularly epic nature of two hundred stunning sirens all grouped together having the time of their lives.
Now a word about the buses....tee hee...
These were not your typical Greyhound affair with complacent citizens sitting quietly watching the road roll by...far from it! These were rolling parties with adult beverages lubricating the way and dancing from the poles (and sometimes in laps) all the way...oh, my! The soccer moms in their age appropriate clothing would most likely have rolled their eyes but not the kittens of Wildside. Every girl on every bus was rocking and reeling and having the most awesome time imaginable. A whirling tornado of scantily clad hotness screaming giddily toward the next unsuspecting casino. And that casino, happily for we Michigan girls, turned out to be The D, Vegas' own take on the almighty Detroit, done Vegas style of course. I must confess we devoured the fare in the gift store there like hungry locusts inhaling a fresh crop. More than one of us returned home sporting a new pink tank top labeled The D.
Next stop was the one everyone was waiting for, though.
Next up was the splendidly over the top opulance of the Cosmopolitan and the Wildside Grand Entrance. Buses pulled up at the doors to this palace of extravagant elegance and two hundred hot kittens unloaded to then parade en masse through the grand foyer, stopping civilians in their tracks, causing cameras to explode with inability to handle the heat and raising the overall temperature of Vegas by several degrees. It was AWESOME! The rest of that night was spent upstairs at the Cosmo where the tribe unfurled itself in splendour amongst diamond encrusted bars and opulent couches, sipping magnificent martinis and living life to the fullest. What a grand night it was!Beyond grand...it was positively electric, magical, fantastical and fabulous beyond all words. It was Wildside at its best!
So awesome was that night that even after dragging themselves away in the early hours of dawn many girls still wound up back in the lounge at the trop, yet unwilling to bid goodnight to such a night as this.
Friday dawned, understandably, sometime later that afternoon. Some weary souls were spotted dragging themselves home in last nights clothing, hair astray and makeup in disrepair, carrying their heels as they made their way back to their rooms as late as one that afternoon. Can you say “the walk of shame” ? Lol
And a side word about that...yes, there is more than a degree of that sort of thing that occurs at Wildside...of course. Some have joked that a visit to a clinic might be a good final event for the week but only in jest. The majority of the week is totally innocent fun...though there are numerous offsite private parties that go on as well as private suite parties. It is Vegas after all. But no one holds a gun to anyone's head either. Buyer beware...tee hee
By Saturday a certain somberness was beginning to lay hold as many realized this wild ride was nearing its end. Many girls lazed around the pool that afternoon, quietly contemplating their last night in paradise.
But time doesn't stop even in paradise.
Saturday night befell us and the girls gathered for one last rocking good time this time all together in the main lounge at the Tropicana. A hot and sassy band was on hand to keep us all rocking as last minute stragglers continued to arrive joining the wearing but willing group who had partied all week. No one wanted to miss a minute. And no one did... the party went on all night with dancing, drinks, camaraderie and good times most will remember for a lifetime. And by the morning hours of Sunday some girls were seen to be making their way to the airport still wearing the remnants of their party splendor from the final Saturday night. Donna and I, no veterans of several big events, had planned ahead and the majority of our gear was already packed before we left for the gathering Saturday. So when we straggled in early Sunday morning it was no difficult task to grab a quick nap , shower and throw the remaining things into a bag before making the sad trip to the airport. Never was a long flight home more gratefully received than by these two sleep starved Detroit Divas.
But not all departed Sunday...no, some hardy souls stayed on wringing every last minute from their stay. Rumor has it that stalwart English belle Kerry Nope may still be in Vegas even now...or at least her spirit...partying the night away and living life to the nth degree.
It has been said that Wildside can be life changing...that more than one girl has gone there and gone home to go full time. I well believe it.I can tell you one thing...next year...the tenth anniversary...this girl will be there Sunday to Sunday. And that is not up for negotiation. Not even close.
Hope to see you there!
WOW Thanks Samantha for sharing your adventure at Wildside Vegas !
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Samantha is also throwing her very own CD/TG Event in her hometown of Detroit in a few weeks..if you would like more info on that CLICK HERE
WOW Thanks Samantha for sharing your adventure at Wildside Vegas !
For more information on the Wildside Event visit the website RIGHT HERE
For More On Samantha Rogers Click Here
For More Adventures In Crossdressing ,parties and events ,going out in public stories CLICK HERE
Samantha is also throwing her very own CD/TG Event in her hometown of Detroit in a few weeks..if you would like more info on that CLICK HERE