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| - I'm stunned this place is getting 5 stars consistently. Let me be the first to tarnish its near-perfect rating with a medeocre, but unbiased review.
The Artisan isn't bad. We went on a First Friday, the night when all the arty nightcrawlers come out. There was a generous-sized crowd there, making it rather difficult to get a drink. Luckily we knew a cocktail wench that works there and got a comped round (even though she totally burned one of our buddies and totally stole all his shit ... but that's a different review, different day). This was the first time I've ever been and I've heard friends say they've been when they were just about the only party there.
Valet is a requirement. Unless you want to park in the lot of the adjacent with the "Will tow at owner's expense" signs all over the place.
This place is like Narnia: kind of hard to find. Come from the west side of Sahara and turn right onto Highland. Otherwise, I don't know what to say.
The decor is pretty garish. They have all of these prints of Da Vinci's, Degas', Renoirs, whatever all done up in these guilded frames. Which isn't a bad thing, if it weren't for the fact that the walls were densly packed with these things.
They did some innovative things with decor, it wasn't all that bad.
The DJ was on fire, though. He was the big redeeming point about the place.
The place isn't suitable for large parties ... as there was like eight of us.
As shwag as it was, I thought it was odd that they had ESPN on the monitors.
I will give the Artisan credit for being different from the rest of Vegas. Even though it is kind of the dark side of Roccoco.
In all fairness I haven't checked out the rest of the hotel, so I couldn't give a thourough review. All we saw was the lounge and the men's bathrooms for a hot minute while we banged in the stalls. jk. It was more like two hot minutes.
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