Fort Lauderdale--Trashy or Trashtastic--You decide

I arrived in Fort lauderdale expecting to find a harley davidson, girls gone wild, chain restaurant wonderland with few redeemable qualities. And for the most part, I was not wrong. What I was wrong about was thinking that I wouldn't like it. I don't think I'll be wearing a thong bikini and rollerblading anytime soon but I will go so far as to say "I am enjoying my time here in Ft. Lauderdale."

Below is a list of trashy and not-so trashy things about Fort Lauderdale. Loyal readers, you decide, is this place trashy or is it not? Have I been too hard on Fort Lauderdale? Do I have a trashy side? I'd love to hear what you think.

a.) Point for trashy: Planes fly by the beach advertising Bahama's Booze cruise every 30 minutes.

b.) Counterpoint: The hotel I'm staying in has a Butler. He'll bring me whatever I want. His name is Ross.

c.) Point: Counted at least 7 girls with thong bikinis on standing in the water across the street from the hotel

d.) Counterpoint: Went to dinner at an awesome place last night, possibly some of the best food ever. Amazing guacamole. Bill for dinner $1500. High prices are never trashy.

e.) Point: There is a hooters next door to the hotel.

f.) Counterpoint: The hotel offered to drive me places in a Bentley.

g.) Point: At Howl at the Moon, the dueling piano bar we went to last night, two sets of girls got up on stage and made out with eachother for free buttons advertising the bar.

h.) Counterpoint: The beach across the street is one of the nicest, most well cared-for beach I've ever seen.

e.) Point: Storefront after storefront offering Henna tatoos.

f.) Counterpoint: I'm getting one.

So fair readers, decide for yourselves. Trashy or not trashy? I don't have time to think about this anymore, I have to head down the street for my syringe of jello shot covered in whipped cream.