Coming Home to the Land of Glitter


I come from a place that is known worldwide, but I find I very hard to explain what it was like living there. I was born and raised in the most glamorous place on Earth: Las Vegas.

It’s a weird thing for me to get asked about my hometown. It’s the same two questions over and over, “What was it like to live there?” and “Do you live in the suburbs/close to the hotels?” And I always get the same blank stare when I always respond, “Boring. And 30 miles away.”

I’ve always wondered why? Because for me, it’s not hard to phantom that more than a half a million people live there. That there are schools and doctors and hospitals and parks and grocery stores and lots and lots of crime and seedy people (to where everyone keeps the doors barred and it is not uncommon to wakeup and find there’s a SWAT team at your neighbors house). That’s the life way beyond the glitz and glamour of the Strip and it is true for anyone who has lived there.

But that’s not what I want to talk about here. What I want to talk about is that feeling that everyone gets when the return to their hometown. For my husband and my sister-in-law, its returning to the land of beautiful mountains and where it’s a right to be outside. For others who live in Eastern Washington, its going back to the place where there are trees everywhere and a very small community.

But for a Las Vegan, it’s different. Really different.

I had the pleasure of going back to Vegas a few weeks ago. As soon as I land a McCarran, I get excited by the neon lights (literally). I have a extra sense of awareness while I walk down the streets and become really protective of my family. I also feel free to walk around the whole place without a care in the world, knowing just by sight which people are out to scam you and how to avoid them. People driving 90 mph on the freeway doesn’t bother me. And even though I can’t afford it, I still love gourmet dining and love to go into Louis Vuitton just to look around. Walking around may sound boring you, but to a local, we love the architecture because it is so beautiful, we love looking at people and we loving caking on the makeup because we like to look just a beautiful as everyone else. Suddenly I don’t want to wear just jeans and a T-shirt, I want to get dolled up, put on my big heels and strut my stuff like I am in a Miss America pageant. It’s just out culture there. We live in a culture of luxury. And that luxurious streak stays with you through you whole life. Because even though I’m outdoorsy, you just can’t help but love the luxurious life.


So, why would I say that is boring? I mean, eating good food, going to all the attractions and having fun sounds great right? That’s a blog post for another day. Let’s think about the good things here!

It’s my home. It’s where I grew up and it can be fun to visit, even if it is only once in awhile. It’s my home and I will always be a glitter girl. Always.


Hope you all are well!

Until then,



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