As Mariah, her nearest and dearest and I flew into Vegas on December 30, it was a buzz to see the blazing lights of the Vegas strip beneath us.

Seeing the height of the infamous fight location The Mandalay, the fake Eiffel Tower, the view of the choreographed fountains of the Bellagio, the Roman silhouettes at Caesars palace– I was high, both mentally and literally (but not chemically!)

We left the jet and headed straight to our rooms at The Venetian, with enough time to pee, pack and party! We showered and then hit Jay Z's party at the 40/40 club in Vegas's Palazzo Hotel. It was like an SAS mission getting in– unless you were on MC's guestlist! So we swanned through the escalator security, the door security, the red carpet lane and into the club.

It was great timing as we arrived alongside Jay and Beyoncé, who made their way straight to the stage to thank us all for being there and to wish us happy holidays. Then, Jay wanted to say happy birthday to a special friend of his, basketball player Lebron James who was celebrating his 23rd born-day there. Lebron took the mic as a girl popped out of a giant birthday cake, and then Kanye West, Ne-Yo, Mary J Blige and countless basketball players (I have no idea who) passed through. DJ Clark Kent killed it on the decks with a set so fly and retrospective we didn't stop dancing and screaming until 4am!

Then it was back to MC's suite where we hung out with a variety of MC's true friends and celebs, while listening to her new album and dancing about as if we were 12-year-olds at a slumber party! Da Brat retired at 5am whilst I made it till 7am.

Next day, myself and first time Vegas-goer Tracy Cloherty (former head of Hot97, now at K Rock) did a quick diva tour of the strip, where Paris is just across the street from Italy and u can buy sweat-suits for a dollar each. We spotted ads for “as much as u can eat– more than u could ever imagine," which made me laugh. Only in Vegas where the folks are so fat you can jog around them for exercise, would we see that!

(The above statement is the opinion of this writer and not any American superstar in our presence.)

That night it was MC's New Years Eve party in club Tao. With all our pre-NYE celebration antics in her suite, we only just hit the club seconds before she had to countdown to midnight! She was rushed onstage to join DJ Suss One and we brought the New Year in as we meant to continue the rest of the year: rushed!

In VIP with us were Mario, Randy Jackson, head of BET Stephen Hill, Da Brat and– wait for it– Death Row legend Suge Knight! Even though I was slightly nervous about hanging with hip-hop’s most notorious villain, I am obsessed by the story of Death Row so it was only seconds before me and Suge got chatting after MC did the introductions. The conversation was fascinating. Suge: “I love that girl– I will hurt a n****r for her.” Me: “Yeah, me too. That's my sis and I love her too." Suge then said: "Ok good– so I got both of you.” Woo! Head rush! Suge Knight’s got me. So don’t mess readers, or you could get hung over a balcony– ya heard!

Then, Nas and Kelis and ex-sports star now actor Rick Fox passed through the party and we all danced until 5am with Suge on one side of me and MC and Brat on another. It was a legendary hip-hop dream! We kept hitting the DJ with our track choices, which included all old school hits from Tupac, Biggie, Jacko, Run DMC. It was a jamdown! And Suge said the DJ better play MC's wish-list or it could get ugly!

We staggered back to MC's suite, and I mean staggered, as my feet were done. Can you believe MC's security didn't want to carry me? Something about being here to look after MC not my feet. Outrageous!

Just as I was about to collapse on the bed, MC who had only eaten “morsels” for the past 24-hours, decided to order a little breakfast: Maine lobster breakfast at 8am (“coz Jazzy’s from London and hasn't tasted Maine lobster”!) We listened to MC’s new album again, with a superstar line-up of celebs, who all joined us in the suite and raved silly about it.

Then I staggered to bed for three hours, before we all jumped on a flight to the Bahamas, where we literally chased the sun! You can read that installment in next week’s Juice! Oh, I know I'm a little late but... Happy New Year!