Pool season means kicking back with a good book and a cold beer. Or in Vegas terms: with a margarita lollipop/bowl of boozy ice cream and topless chicken fights. Here’s how to welcome the spectacle—and hopefully squeeze in some water polo, too.
Consider this pool scene the icing on a layer cake of Vegas aqua-decadence. Partly because it’s hovering over the Strip, but mostly because it’s fair game for the Cosmo’s new all-you-can-drink champagne program. You heard us: all day, all casino bars will be pouring as much bubbly as you can imbibe. The real winner: your cannonball.
Heidi Montag photo shoots. See-through elliptical pools with dancing reality-show contestants. It’s a pool scene so charged, you almost wouldn’t notice if they threw margarita popsicles into the mix. And yet, here we are.
You come here for the laid-back pool vibe, frozen grapes and Evian-water hose downs. But come reopening, you’ll stay for the new poolside hookah service. They’ll be bringing in a hookah master (read: guy who owns the local hookah shop), fine imported tobaccos from Egypt and all.
You love to start a pool season with a good comeback story. When this pool opened, swimwear was optional. Then management updated the dress code to require tops. Now, an adults-only beach club reopens this month with its original topless agenda intact. Integrity: restored.
On a steam scale, this model-flanked cabana jungle usually hovers around an eight. But this season, they’ve added deep oil massages and poolside oyster delivery. And inside the pool: Toys. Goggles. Snorkels. Foam noodle swords. Again: jungle.
