Ho Down! Inside LeBron James’ Party At Tao
SINCE WE KNEW THEY WERE GOING TO BE TRIPPIN’ ON HARD LEGS (WE DON’T BELIEVE IN $100 HANDSHAKES), WE SENT LA ROSA NEGRA UNDERCOVER INTO THE NOW INFAMOUS LEBRON JAMES PARTY AT THE VENETIAN’S TAO NIGHTCLUB LAST SATURDAY. MS. NEGRA WAS MORE THAN WILLING TO CONDUCT WHAT SHE DEEMED NECESSARY SCIENTIFIC RESEARCH. THIS IS HER STORY:
The formula was easy; you take the city famous for throwing the most crackingest parties in the world, add a host that just happens to be the greatest athlete in the world, and things are bound to be poppin’. It’s not often LeBron graces us regular people with his presence, so when I got word that he would be in Vegas popping bottles all weekend, I knew this would be big.
Our room’s were booked, bags were packed and in a hot miami second we were en route from LA to V town, cuz thats how we do. Saturday night LeBron was to be at Tao inside the Venetian, I knew we should probably get there early, but as usual, my girl was lagging like a fat kid during a conditioning test. Understandable though, it takes time to get ready to see a King.
I didnt want to risk not getting in the club to shake my ass with LeBron, but alls well that ends well, because thats just what we did. The biggest obstacle of the night was by far finding our way through the masses of groupies (both male and female) that filled up the entire lobby.
Normally when it’s merely 2 above average looking chicks trying to get in where they fit in, maneuvering your way into the club is as easy as Sunday mornings. But not when the King is in town…
The lines were ridiculously long, so it’s a good thing I don’t believe in waiting in them. My girl and I marched up to the front, gave a lil smile, and a lil green-eyed wink- and in we went- LET’S DO THIS!
We pushed our way through the huge crowds and past the Waitresses all wearing sexy lil Miami Heat jerseys…all in the name of the King. I ran face first into Big Baby Davis’ gut and said “damn Glen get out the way. Where’s LeBron?”
And there he was, posted up at his table with Chris Paul and about 30 other members of his LeBrontourage. I”m not gonna lie, and I ain’t even ashamed, I was in awe. I yanked my phone out of my purse and starting snappin them mobile pics like crazy…all in the name of research of course.
I’m about 15 feet away from LeBron at this point and only one thought came to mind– this shit is sick. The DJ was outstanding, and LeBron looked to be really enjoying himself. He was dancing, chopping it up with his friends, and all around hosting a pretty legit party.
All eyes were on LeBron, and the club was alive with an energy I havent felt in a long time. There’s not many things better than partying along side an icon, and everyone in the club felt the same way (except for a square or 2). This was a celebration…we were all getting it cracking because we are happy for LeBron and excited for his future…
it was also an eff you to the haters-they won’t keep him down-so keep poppin that cristal bron bron. Overall, the night was amazing, the club was insane, and if you’re reading this LeBron, im down to attend any future event that you might be hosting, with VIP privileges of course.