I could care less. It’s not like I have a ton to hide IRL, people know who I am.
Given there’s no pics of any bottles being handled and beyond the pics her facebook page is all about announcements of club events this is probably also a strong possibility. The majority of the pics also show her drinking so party girl might be a closer fit.
They’re bouncers. What they are bouncing is another question…
By the way “living” is a strong word - lets say that she got a stipend and didn’t pay a cover fee or for drinks for years. I think she may have gotten fed as well.
How she managed rent…there was a part time retail job involved as well. Something mid-afternoons that wouldn’t mess with beauty sleep or her party time.
I can’t believe that there were so many blatantly wrong posts before you came in here with the correct answer. I mean, I don’t expect this to be the hippest or coolest place, but damn Straight Dope. . . (even then though: you’re dead wrong that they only cater to the 1%. These aren’t casino hosts, these are promoters. They are looking for the well-dressed huddled masses, ready to blow their whole pay check on tequila shots).
Club promoters in Vegas can make a lot of money. I’ve got a few clients who clear over $100,000 a year and they basically are professional partiers who are just more organized. This is not a female-only industry, by the way, there are lots of handsome men in sharp suits who do it, too. What happens is: the promoter will get you to agree to come to the club, then get you on their list that they turn over to the club. Then, they get paid off of every person on their list that comes in. There are lots of bonuses for them, too. Many clubs directly hire these people as actual employees, but then many of the “PR firms” contract with the clubs additionally. Yes, they make more money if they sell table and bottle service (and for the record, you should ALWAYS buy table or bottle service from these folks, at it is significantly cheaper than any other way, as they’ve got the best deals).
In addition to the online promotion, you’ll often see these promoters roaming the casino floors in Vegas. They don’t usually approach me if I’m in, like, my sweatpants or jeans, but if I’m dolled up in my club wear, they’ll come up and offer free entrance to the club, free drinks all night. . . I just have to put on their wrist band. What do they get out of this? Well, the clubs want pretty girls there, because if pretty girls are there, men will come and spend their $ (many of the clubs let women in for free, but charge men obscene cover). I’m not saying I’m a fox or anything at all either— most well dressed women can get these wrist bands and free cover. Men can if they are in a group with a lot of pretty women.
Anyway, so no: these women are likely not prostitutes if they are actual club promoters. They aren’t escorts. They aren’t looking to touch your pee.
:dubious:
The next thing we know you’ll be telling us that there’s no sex in the champagne room!
When it comes to hip, cool kid stuff we are a pretty pathetic lot sometimes. :o
From various recent polls in this forum, the median age of Dopers seems to be around 44-45 years old. That’s not exactly what you’d call a hip demographic.
Broken hip
Hip pointer
Hip REPLACEMENT
Yeah, that’s more our speed.
There’s a fine line between being in a groove and being in a rut.
These were my favorite parts. I missed this.
I recently watched a series on YouTube called K-Town, a big part of which is the club scene. A few of the episodes (I don’t remember which ones, sorry) get into bottle service, so you actually see it in action.
Interesting program if a little over the top. Just another reminder that I’m old. 
Here’s a link to the first episode of the first season.
I’m amazed that The Jersey Shore show was such a big hit. My college buddies and I did a Jersey Shore beach house when we were in our 20s. Not that much different from the show, except we mostly stayed there on the weekends and worked our real jobs during the week. The “Sammy and Ronnie” of the house didn’t bicker constantly and they eventually got married. Our “The Situation”, the biggest loudmouth guido in the house is now a partner at McKinsey consulting. But other than being a bit more educated and professional than the cast of the VH1 show, we pretty much did the same routine. Beach all day. Get drunk every Fri and Sat night, hit the clubs in Belmar, Spring Lake and Point Pleasant and try to pick up skanky girls.
But it didn’t strike me as something people all over the country would have an interest it watching every week, let alone build a multi-million dollar career off of. It was just something that young professional types living around the NYC area did after college.
No bottle service though. I think that’s probably more of a Hampton’s thing.
Actually, not in Vegas. Or at least not for any amount that can be quoted to the average citizen without having paramedics on standby.
So do you mean the person was someone you had at least met before?
I just want to warn you that Facebook will freak out if you add a stranger who says they don’t know you. I did it exactly once and the next time I logged in, I got a lecture on how I shouldn’t add people I don’t really know, having to go through three or four pages before I could get access to my account again. And they warned me that if any more happened in a short period of time, I could get my account suspended.
Now I never add anyone when Facebook warns me that they don’t think I know them. All it takes is for that person not to want to be Facebook friends, and I get in trouble. And, yes, I’ve complained about it, but I don’t see it changing. It’s more important for them to stop all those fake girls who add you to get you to go to their website.
Odd…I add strangers all the time and facebook does not give me a peep.
This isn’t exactly a new phenomenon, though. There were bar girls (“b-girls”) at least as far back as the '40s*, and the general idea is probably much, much older.
ETA: I see that Merriam-Webster actually gives the first known use of the term “b-girl” as 1936.
Um…I unintentionally got into this scene when I was hitting clubs more often. I would post on Facebook “here at the Fox and having a kick ass time” and within an hour people would start coming in to say hi to me.
I’m not a supermodel, I’m a 45 year old t-girl. But I’m slim and dress in expensive tailored clothes which really emphasize my body, I can hold my own at pool, and I dance very well. Other t-girls and g-girls like to hang with me, and then there are the “admirers.” :rolleyes:
All I drank was Diet Coke, and it turned out that I got it for free all night because one post on Facebook and I’d get up to a dozen girls to come by who might spend $30 each. Later on one of the bartenders mentioned to me how grateful that I was drawing such a crowd for them, and it hit me what was going on. Some pennies drop slowly.
Is this the sort of thing that Heinlein mentioned in some of his books? I’m thinking Starman Jones in particular, with Sam saving Max from “pay-mes” and colored water purchases for a woman in a bar. (Even if all Max bought her was a sandwich.)
What? Drinking and hanging out with girls in a nightclub?