Like an impeccable business suit, or a unitard, your outfit speaks volumes about what you're prepared to do -- so if you're prepared to squander $5000 at craps and $500 on vodka, why rock an outfit appropriate for the grind from whence that money came? Hit Vegas in gear as remorseless as you are, from Billionaire Mafia.
With a newly opened, off-the-Strip store and soon to come e-store, BM's a menacingly flashy brand from a native Russian whose dad & granddad's illegal Soviet entrepreneurialism spurred her to move to the baboon's ass of capitalism to launch a line she calls "a fusion of street couture and understated devastation". T-shirts and nightlife-friendly hoodies are best repped by the gold & silver streaked black "Executioner", depicting men who've just been hung, or a black number rocking both a dragon'd up coat of arms and a seemingly errant hammer & sickle on back, and the same COA plus red machine gun on front; equally aggressive's a black track suit with an ammunition cylinder printed on the chest, and wrought in metal dangling from the zippers -- a faux-deadly worry stone to rub 'til the roulette ball dribbles reluctantly onto 19. For more formal insanity, there's a blue button-down with stars on the collar and cuffs and an imperial Russian crest, and color-splattered velvet dress shirts in red or black & blue that look like what Jackson Pollock'd wear to drink himself to death in a disco.
To accessorize your over-the-topness, grab a hat from the "feel good" collection (evokes cash, drugs, and guns), or some similarly themed man-jewelry, highlighted by a necklace modeled after the designer's pet monkey "Prince Mikey", aiming a pistol and seemingly saying: to get prepared to wear me, you'll need a couple shots.