Sep 29, 2010
The Girls from the show FANTASY posing with others on the red carpet, photo PS Love
If I remember right, and I think I am remembering right, the last time I was in a strip joint was in 1979, in Ensenada, Baja California, Mexico. I was with my mom, my boss and the Operations Manager of the bank my boss used. Don’t frickin’ ask… The highlight of the night, though, was when the Operations Manager of the bank climbed up on the stage and danced with the stripper. Did you ever see the strippers in Ensenada in 1979? Well, the Bambi club was the epitome of that sort of thing. Some of them actually had some teeth. Enough said, I suppose. Many of the people in that story are now dead and I’ve sobered up and the story should probably stay dead too.
The girls of FANTASY posing with Carrot Top, photo courtesy of Tom Donoghue
So last night, I went to see the show Fantasy at the Luxor. This isn’t exactly a strip club. Well, it isn’t a strip club at all. As a matter of fact, there is a minimal amount of stripping going on. Which isn’t to say you don’t see skin, you see lots and lots of skin. They are pretty much naked most of the show. Not all of the show and not all of the body is naked. It is really more of a topless song and dance review, um, with an awful lot of tantalizing of the audience going on.
Poor Kyle. I have no idea if Kyle was a plant in the audience or if he really was a dorky, skinny, Wal-mart employee from Portland. I really hope he was a plant. Poor, poor Kyle. Lorena Pearl, the star of the show, spotted him right off there in the front row and teased him in every possible, but legal way.
Lorena Pearl on stage with Sean Cooper clowning around, photo courtesy of Tom Donoghue
By the time Sean Cooper took the stage and did his impressions of the likes of James Brown, Kyle was pretty uptight. Sean managed to get Kyle on stage, however. He let the butt nekkid Fantasy girls take him back stage for a bit. When he returned, he was an overly-Elvised Elvis. And then they made him sing. Yep, right there in the middle of the stage. So he’ll never forget this night, like it isn’t going to be burned into his brain for life, they took a photo for him to take home. To Portland. To show his co-workers at Wal-Mart. Poor, poor Kyle.
The girls tend to go in to the audience every so often and give a little shimmy for whomever. It doesn’t matter if it is a man or a woman, you just might get a near motorboat or a bootie near your nose. It’s all in good fun. It’s a high energy show and you sit in the front row at your own risk. They will find you quickly there. You could be ten rows up and they’ll find you there too.
The show is very well choreographed and very nicely done. It is a bit of synchronized swimming only without the pool, 1950s swimsuit, and tops. Tops are only on sometimes. One particular segment was really rather sweet when Kristin did an old fashioned fan dance.
These girls are in tip top physical condition and use every bit of the stage in their dance numbers. I don’t think there is an entire gram of fat on the entire cast put together. The music is very enjoyable and they have a good variety to make everyone happy. The star, Lorena Pearl, has a very powerful, strong, soulful voice that I can only describe as a combination of Rick James and Tina Turner. She was incredible.
Sean Cooper was a real hoot. He is sort of the comedy break in the middle of the show. I won’t go into all he does because I don’t want to spoil the surprises. He is quite funny and interacts very well with the audience. He makes you feel like you are a part of the show and in poor, poor Kyle’s case, makes you actually become part of the show.
There was only one song where they had a pole. I was happy about that. I’m kind of tired of poles and pole jokes now. Sonya does a scarf dance on two very long scarves hanging from the ceiling. I was half waiting for the splat when she fell off of those, but she didn’t. She was incredible up there slipping around and twirling and hanging upside down.
Lorena Pearl cutting the cake at the VIP after party, photo courtesy of Tom Donoghue
After the show was the VIP party. I think just about anybody who is anybody was there. The food was simply awesome and there were an awful lot of people there. I did leave Robin Leach alone. We had our little disagreement on the red carpet. Criss Angel said he was going to slip out of his pants and stand there in his shorts given all the girls were mostly naked. He was joking, of course. Leach told him not to do that. I told Leach, “Yes, he can.” He said to me something along the lines of “Criss does not need to do that.” “Yes he can,” I retorted. What a stick in the mud. Criss Angel kept his pants on and I kissed all those great hits on this website good-bye. Damn you, Robin Leach.
Felix Rappaport, Carrot Top and Criss Angel, photo courtesy of Tom Donahue
So, the guy I really wanted to talk to, but chickened out when I had my opportunity to do so, got away in the end. I did get a little peck on the check from a nice, Jewish boy, though. That was nice. I consumed entirely too many calories and saw more naked booties and boobs I need to see for the rest of my life.
Fantasy is a great show for the single guys to attend in a group when visiting Las Vegas. I think some couples who need a little spicing up would really enjoy it too. If you’re over 50, you might want to bring your heart meds, though. I wouldn’t want you to have a heart attack from all the excitement. These girls really know how to work it.
The girls from FANTASY posing with Criss Angel on the red carpet, photo courtesy of Tom Donahue
This party was to kick off their brand, spanking new 2011 Fantasy Girls Calendar. Producer Anita Mann announced the show’s partnership with Nevada Cancer Institute, in which a portion of calendar sales will benefit the organization. I have an autographed copy and I will be giving it away on Twitter to one lucky guy or gal on Monday. Just follow me on twitter @pslove and you’ll see the details on how to win that and/or a DVD of the making of the Calendar. Calendars are available for purchase at www.fantasyluxor.com
FANTASY is at the Luxor
Tickets start at $39, plus tax and service fee
You must be at least 18 years old to attend the show
Shows are 10:30pm nightly
800-557-7428 or 702-262-4400