As we were walking back into the Mirage Helaine called out, “Elvis sighting!” Sure enough there he was… uhh… there they were. It was a wedding party with two of the groomsmen dressed as Las Vegas’ iconic “King.”
“Thanks,” I said. And then I remembered. “Thank you. Thank you very much.”
Looks like Elvis needs to lay off the Pina Coladas…..;o)
Ummm… Elivs sighting? 😀
What a hoot that wedding must have been!
Elvis is OK….If you see Montecore then run away!
Wow, he really let himself go after he died.