The W Hotel - Victory, Dallas

Last Thursday, Matt, Brandon, and I traveled to Dallas for a two night stay at The W Hotel. I must say that The W Hotel is VERY posh and plush and fantastic.

The first night we were there, we made our way to Ghostbar, which is on the 33rd floor of the hotel and has its own elevator entrance to get to it. Okay, I HAVE to say...Ghostbar is a very well done bar. The ambiance is great, the atmosphere is good, the decorating is top notch, BUT the people...OMG, the people are SO cheesy and plastic. It was full of not hot guys and fugly girls who strutted around like they were the hottest pepper in the jar, but didn't really have the goods to back it up. Then there were the foreign guys who valet their Lambos, Maseratti's, and the like and somehow think because they drive expensive cars they are more appealing. Nevermind the fact they have the worst and most sleazy taste in clothes.

Brandon, trying to push Matt through the glass wall on the balcony.

Love your pigeon toes B.

This girl is exactly what I was talking about. It looked like Ed Hardy threw up all over her and then set her on her way. The hat and the shirt are done. I think she must have just seen an old episode of Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency and thought it would be a good idea, but...no. She was also beebopping around like she was gangsta throwing signs and crap. Brandon should have tried pushing her off the balcony.

Matt was VERY into Tina Turner's drag twin...although her legs were not as fierce as the original's.

Pool time. We all made our way to the pool after we had facials and massages. BTW, the facialist, Renee, said I had some of the best skin she has ever seen and had no idea why I was getting a facial. PS, it was my first facial.

Friday night was JR's, Roundup, TMC for 5 seconds, and ended at S4.

This 3 way stayed together all night long and nobody was getting more than an arm's length from the black shirt guy. It was kind of creepy, but we didn't care because they were not cute.
Matt loves his drag queens.
Brandon loves his drag queens, but this lady was not a drag queen. She was actually someone's mom...the guy in the background on the left who is about to start kissing the guy in the plaid shirt. Her name, as known by others, was simply "mom". She was like 80 something.

No comment on this one.

Time to go...and can you please pull down your dress...or if you can't because you are on the hefty side...wear a longer dress...PLEASE for all of our sakes.

And here comes the scary Asian drag queen.

AGAIN, if you can't keep your dress down to cover your lady stuff, or in this case your "almost" lady stuff...WEAR A LONGER DRESS!

And, naturally, the night would not be complete without seeing two guys making out before leaving to go home together...YEAH...GET IT!!