When I visited the Mandarin Oriental in New York City, I was blown away by its opulence. The new Mandarin Oriental in Las Vegas also wowed me from its plush bench in the elevator to its hundreds of perfectly round hanging lights.
This place is the definition of luxury. No casino here, so no comped rooms.
Mr. Monkey walked right past the Carolina Herrera store, but I stopped to admire the shop of my wedding gown designer.
Next door to Carolina Herrera was Amore Patisserie.
These pistachio and strawberry macarons were delicate wonders.
We ate them while we watched the Bellagio fountains from our room.