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| - This review is strictly regarding the club....I was swayed and eager to go since they brand themselves as old Hollywood glamour, with their Art Deco decor.....
When we arrived Friday night, I was surprised that despite being on the guest list, we were still asked to make the line, and wait. Being on the guest list means bypassing the list! But, no problem, it wasn't long.
Once inside and after buying our drinks, my girlfriend and I looked at one another quizzically because there were a lot of young people there! And their attitude and rudeness came through with every minute that passed. By the way, the drinks came to $15 (overpriced drinks at any club, and nothing special).
The guys were pretty cheesy. And rude. While on the dance floor, one guy deliberately bent over and pushed me with his bumm! He thought he was hilarious and when I turned around to find out what was happening, he and his friends were laughing and running away. Running away like little, cowardly girls. What is this this? High school? Although, with the crowd present, I would not be surprised that it indeed was a high school grad party!
Another fine specimen of the cheesy type pushed past my girlfriend as he was chugging his red bull.
And yet another example: one guy screamed "excuse me", as he made what he probably thought was a funny face, as he and his new found female friend passed by us. his rush, to lean against the wall and having the girl grind against him. And finger her when he had the chance.
The women, excuse me, the girls were just as bad! Wearing trashy, cheap dresses you can probably get at Sirens (there were exceptions, and they kept their composure). They were wearing high heels, slipping on the dance floor, drinking beer and waving it wildly. But the thing that turned us off and made us walk out was the blatant, overt, drunken sexual simulation:
A girl started riding a guy, she had her legs round him and we could see her bikini panty! It gets worse. Her dress top was dishevelled and had fallen off. Yes, her bra was showing. She was too drunk to noticed.
At that point, we left.
You go to a club to dance and laugh and have a good time. We love house music, we love club music, we love to dance. In fact, the music was good.
What we don't love is rude attitude and being deliberately bullied (bumm pushing) and the sexual behaviour displayed for all to see. Those girls certainly do not have any self-respect or self-esteem...They seemed and acted like under aged girls.
I am certain the Roosevelt Room is not glamorous nor sophisticated. I am equally certain I will never return there.
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