
Ok, Vegas is all about style. But, you knew that.
Right?
Unlike L.A. where any old Douchemobile will work as long as you spend 50plus on it (while you live in a shared apt in Weho), Vegas demands that you think about what your sled looks like when you pull up to the valet at Encore. Benz? Please, the C-Class is for maids and SL's are for third wives of dentists from Summerlin. Bimmers? Yeah, if you just got out of the wayback machine and you're starring in a John Hughes movie.
The ride that will get you props and a spot out front so your new friend who's charging by the hour and you don't have to wait to get it back, is a Caddy. A 1984 Seville, to be exact.
Yup, the bustleback babe is the second generation that followed up the wildly successful first gen "New Cadillac". This car in a two tone Earl Scheib with wires and Vogue Tires will let everybody waiting in line know that you drink your Harvey's Bristol Creme on ice.
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