Let's see: We have Pink's Hot Dogs (did anyone tell her?); and Pink Taco; and Pink Jeep Tours; and PINK The Boutique; and Pink Nails; and Pink Tires (TIP: go and change your tire before you get the pink nails); and Pink Box Doughnuts; and Victoria's Secret PINK; Elvis' pink Cadillac*; a giant pink elephant (he's the one on the left); a pink house; and a pink law office; not forgetting the pink hotel-casino, of course.
The aforementioned are all permanent fixtures while right now, in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, half the town's painted, dyed, or lit-up in pink. When it comes to Pink: the Singer, however, we only get her for very limited engagements -- as in, one night at a time, once a year, if we're lucky.
Pink was in Vegas to headline at the 2012 iHeart Radio festival, returning early this year at the start of her "Truth About Love" world tour. The current writer saw her in concert a few years back when, with supreme irony, she performed on New Year's Eve in the (now-defunct) music venue at the Hard Rock owned by her at-the-time estranged husband: Carey Hart sat up in his private booth while his wife serenaded him from the stage with: "Guess what? I'm still a rock star, I'm having more fun, And now that we're done, I'm gonna show you tonight ... I'm still a rock star, I got my rock moves, and you're a tool."
We're pretty sure she had the more fun out of the two of them that night, but it wasn't long before the pair were reunited, then married and, to the best of our knowledge, Mr and Mrs Hart and baby Willow are now one big happy family, residing in an $11 million home in Malibu.
We've always been fond of the feisty little punk and she seems like a woman with a good head on her shoulders, who's been there and done that when it comes to partying; hence, we would hazard a guess that a prolonged stint in Sin City is about the last thing a young mom would desire and that at the end of a massive and physically demanding world tour (yes, you're correct about her Cirque-like acrobatics), she will probably relish the kind of peace and quiet that Las Vegas seldom affords, unless you're living out by the lake and commuting in via helicopter, à la Celine. But why live by a faux lake when you can have real ocean, not to mention a 25-yard-long private pool, right outside your front door? We can't quite picture the two chanteuses as coffee-morning companions, either, but that's just a personal hunch (and who'd want to move house when you count Matthew McConaughey among your current neighbors?).
*Actually, it's not the 1964 pink Cadillac convertible, which is at Graceland; it's just another 1964 pink Cadillac convertible, but it comes with a not-the-original Elvis, too!
