Every Vegas trip inevitably hits the wall: you're done with velvet ropes and sequin tops. You need real human beings.
It's usually right around the time this guy comes out to play.
For those moments there’s the Velveteen Rabbit, a cool new Arts District drinking den where you can sip real drinks with real Vegas locals. (And no, this guy isn't one of them.)
Escape the incessant plasticity of the mega resorts to find a laid-back speakeasy-style lounge outfitted with antique sofas, surrealist art, and a total lack of cheeseball antics.
There are no gimmicks, no VIP section, no BS. You’re here for one thing, and that thing is to drink.
Pull up a black wood stool and order up an Irish whisky, Swedish punch, the absinthe-based Crucifer In a Deathbed, or another $8 elixir before coming back to life with the help of a rum, Schlitz, and jalepeno oil-infused Resurrection.
The friendly sisters who run the joint are also pouring an array of original beers from bronze hand taps including local brew Big Dogs Dirty Dog IPA, yours to pair with a stout bottle of Green Flash Le Freak.
Don't be surprised if you find yourself overserved by night's end. After all, you’re only human.
Nearby: Casa Don Juan; Dino’s Lounge; Olympic Garden