I was walking back to my room, behind this woman in black bathing suit. I really admire her guts and but. While she walks her tumbong shakes like jelly.
It’s only here in Las Vegas that I am seeing such free willing expression of individuality. People are able to shed off their inhibitions and express their unique summer fashion styles.
Women walk around in bathing suits and skimpy bikinis while others wear long gowns. It’s common to see women ride the elevator in two piece bikinis.
I rode the elevator yesterday evening with a topless woman, with her breasts painted with some glitters. I covered my nose to avoid inhaling the glitters which were all over the place. She was in hurry and seemed agitated. There was a big old man wearing a light blue Tommy Bahama short sleeves shirt and khaki shorts who was standing at the back portion. He was breathing abnormally loud. I was right beside the elevator button panel. I looked at him and wanted to ask if he ran. He probably did, so he could take the same elevator with this woman. He was having difficulty catching his breath. I didn’t want this man to faint. Who’s going to do the mouth to mouth resuscitation? Not me.
I was in the food court when a woman probably aged 70 – 75 walked by with her husband. She was wearing a see thru robe, allowing me to see her bare necessities. Ulk!
