Everybody knows that a perfect night is all about timing. You must arrive at the club after the hordes have been waiting in line long enough to make them eye you with envy. Fortunately, the people at The Light Group who run the celebrity-favorite club Light, provide you with your own bachelorette coordinator to escort you through an artfully choreographed evening from dinner to lounge to club, where a spectacular entrance is guaranteed.

Come on triple 7s!
Cheers!
Dinner is at FIX, Bellagio's trendiest restaurant known for its "scene and cuisine," where a continual stream of people ascends into the curvaceous, dark interior constructed almost entirely of exotic wood. Get a table on the outer edge, which is open to the passing parade of glammed-up club goers. For less visibility (but who goes to Vegas for that?), you can move into the low-lit, vanilla leather booths or the private glass-shielded dining room. As you would expect, the food at FIX is as sumptuous as its surroundings. Order a selection of Kobe sliders, osetra caviar poppers, crab cakes, oysters, sashimi, and the daily hand-cut pasta. Did we mention meats grilled over smoldering wood and lobster mashed potatoes?

Dinner with my girls!
During your meal, your bachelorette coordinator will check in on you; when you're ready for the evening's next destination, give her a call on her cell. She'll escort you to the intimate lounge, Caramel, where your table awaits. If your package includes European bottle service, you'll get to choose a bottle of premier alcohol served with all the right mixers, which will yield 25 cocktails. Or, have a cocktail or two at the bar. Either way, sit back and enjoy the swank room filled with luscious energy.

'Round midnight is the witching hour: that magic time when you're whisked past mobs of sequined and glitter-cheeked beauties and their beaux, as bouncers guarding the velvet rope whisper into earphones and usher you through the curtains into the inner sanctum of Light. It's hard not to let out a sigh of awe and excitement as you ascend the red-lit escalators, heart throbbing to the beat of the music.