Maybe it makes perfect sense that Steve Wynn would turn into the Mister Rogers of Las Vegas. Sitting in his new hotel in a red V-neck sweater and gray wool pants, Wynn, 63--famous for yelling at employees, taking up steer roping and accidentally shooting off his index finger in his office--is talking about building neighborhoods in his latest land of make-believe. Explaining that his hotel will be a mellow retreat, without the glitz and campy themes that have made him such a sensation in the past, Wynn breaks into a rendition of Bali Ha'ifrom South Pacific.Then he takes out a pen...
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