Late in the evening, I said to the men’s room attendant at The Joint in the Hard Rock Hotel, “Great costume! You look just like a men’s room attendant!”
“That is because,” the man said, “I am the men’s room attendant.” Praising the venue’s security guards and bartenders for their costumes met with similarly bemused explanations during the Fetish & Fantasy Halloween Ball.
When you’re met with the concept of fetish and fantasy during Halloween weekend in Las Vegas, certain images invariably spring to mind: Revelers in all shapes and sizes strapped into studded leather costumes, couples gleefully whipping at each other as they meander from the bar to the dance floor.
And while there was a detectable measure of such activity -- pass the Bactine! -- the whole of the event was relatively tame, about on par with the AFAN Black & White Party, though I don’t believe Charo showed up to Saturday night’s event. What we did observe were an inordinately high number of Officer Dangles (of the now-canceled Reno 911), Chilean miners and Captains America. Not so many politicians -- a single President Obama, by my count. I dressed as a vampire/journalist wielding a Canon PowerShot LXZ 2.0, or whatever, and fired off as many photos as possible amid the jostling of a 7,000-strong Halloween mosh pit.
Happy Halloween to y’all, and remember: Don’t take any wooden Snickers.
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