When rolling at celebrity rich PURE nightclub in Caesar’s Palace, there’s only one way to truly experience the night; from the roped off VIP patio overlooking the strip. After spending a few moments waiting in the guest line we were whisked inside by our host Lance. A quick tour of the giant club ensued. There was the Pussycat Dolls lounge to our left (where Greg would fall in love with the gyrating dancers later), the secluded “red room” to the right, and then the massive main dance floor; overflowing with beautiful women and seductive energy. From there, we were escorted to the glass elevator. On walking out into the simmering July evening, two things were quickly apparent; the neon charged view from our balcony-side table was rivaled only by that of the gorgeous girls strolling by on the other side of the rope, and that of our lovely waitress Jessica pouring our Effin Vodka Red Bulls.

The night started somewhat slowly, with Zach, Greg and I toasting our good fortune and soaking in the sights. Soon, we ventured downstairs to spend a bit of time on the dance floor. The space can only be called enormous, and the pristine white walls and furniture seemed almost surreal as the pulsating lights danced across the toned bodies of a thousand mini skirt clad angels; heaven in the heart of sin city. We made our way into the Pussycat Dolls lounge mid show. Standing transfixed at the synchronized movements of the sexy dancers, Greg decided marriage proposals were not out of the question.

Venturing back upstairs to our table, we began socializing with nearby tables, further enhancing the vibe of an already spectacular night. Before we knew it, we were surrounded by sexy girls on all sides. Having fun beneath a cloud shrouded moon with good friends and beautiful women is the only way to live.

Ed Note: Bottle service, which typically runs $400/bottle, could not be more worth it. For one thing, everyone in your party enjoys no cover, and little to no wait. You’re also granted a place to sit down (which is impossible otherwise), relax, and otherwise enjoy the night as it’s meant to be enjoyed.

The night became mysterious with the disappearance around midnight of Zach. Searching the club several times (which at this time was no easy feat, there were thousands of happy club goers enjoying PURE’s decadence) yielded nothing, other than a brief peek at the performance of “Southside walk it out” rapper UNK who was rocking the main dance floor. Greg and I finally made our way back to our hotel, with visions of Pussycat Dolls and an unforgettable night dancing in our heads.

For table reservations, contact:

Shawn

(Shawn@ purelv.com)

Be sure to tell him Urban Monarch sent you. 

Massive props to Matt, Shawn, Jessica, Paul and everyone else from PURE for a great night.

PURE, (and bottle service!) is highly recommended.