Mr. Glitterati

Monica Hansen!

Where am I to begin, she’s a man’s dream girl. Funny, vibrant, and shares a rock solid farm girl outlook on life. Put her in some stylish boots and she’s a 6″2″ bomb shell with legs that never end.

This half Norwegian, half Brazilian beauty turns heads every where she goes, guys will trip over each other to get a closer look. She’s dated the likes of Leonardo DiCaprio, Enrique Iglesias, Victor Webster, Vincent Young from 90210, James Wilder, and seems the logical choice for this event.

Less than 48 hours ago I was approached by a friend who recommended The Glitterati organize an event at The Playboy Mansion. Said friend has executed events with Playboy for numerous years and his idea sparked what could usher The Glitterati into the next stage in its evolution. Elegant. Sexy. Decadent. Exclusive. These are the trappings of what could make our first event with Playboy a success.

Make no mistake, this is the discovery phase and will be explored in more detail when I reach Los Angeles Saturday morning. Take a look at Monica Hansen, she’s easy to find. Drop her name in Google and visit the countless results or simply visit her site by clicking here.

Do you think The Glitterati should execute at the mansion? Do you like Monica Hansen? If you think this is the girl, let’s hear it. There is one other girl being considered, I will wait seven days and post her for a comparison.

I look forward to the responses!

_MG

When last there was a gentlemen’s club in Vegas called Crazy Horse—the famed Crazy Horse Too—things got crazy. A little too crazy.

After a dazzling legal battle involving racketeering, extortion and tax evasion (things that any respectable gentleman’s club should be involved with), the beloved destination was finally shut down by the Feds. Not since Roy’s tiger mauled him has a loss stung this deeply.

But as you well know, you can’t keep a good horse down…

Welcome to Crazy Horse III, the latest incarnation of Sin City’s wildest den of dance, now soft-open to the public a mere minutes from the Strip within the mazelike grandeur of the 40,000-square-foot complex called the Playground.

Before we get into the details, you should just know that if you ever had the urge to dine on spicy tuna rolls while smoking a hookah and watching Angel do the helicopter, this is the place for you. Make your way through the aforementioned Playground, where (rumor has it) the house band will be comprised of grizzled veterans from Anthrax and Alice in Chains, and where the bar offers a picture-window view of what’s happening inside CHIII.

Move past the crowd to settle into the stadium-style seats, where you can behold the goings-on much the same way ancient Romans viewed a gladiator fight. (Only we’re pretty sure they didn’t have sushi.) And, of course, should you wish to get a little closer to the action, a VIP room—complete with bottle service and, for reasons unknown, a pole—is awaiting.

We have no idea what happens after that.