PostSecret-style, in specially designed confessionals, which are displayed at the hotel gallery.
Over half the secrets were about sex, love, or fears of dying alone, Chang said. The confessions range from the everyday (I eat too much cheese) to the worrying (I told the doctor Im anxious so hed give me the really good drugs).
The Cosmopolitan has used the citys reputation as a place of sin before in its just the right amount of wrong campaign. A new take on the old adage what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
More pictures of the exhibition can be found here. . .
