When I heard that director of promotions was a guy with the last name of "Hohos" I thought O boy this is what we are going to get a bunch of Hohos and yokels running the door.
Sadly, I was right.
The door is manned by a team of guys who were skilled for their job by watching every single episode of "Growing up Gotti".
Thankfully being on the guest list got us in without the $30 cover. It did not get us in fast. As another guest lister said "The idea here must be You're on our list, now be our guest on this long line" A 30 minute wait is NOT VIP treatment.
The DJ, o the DJ, is absolutely terrible. A top 40 radio station would have been better.
It gets an extra star for the gorgeous layout, the waterfall and the attention to detail design (faux crocodile leather on the better located tables but not all) and another for bartenders who know how to bartend, (you know not just pour but create a banter, flirt, and remeber your drink on your 3rd time up-even if she is wearing a leather corsette).