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| - Overrated dance floor that gets packed very early and beware of flying elbows and pretentious people (felt like I was in the worst of LA), and FYI ladies, the girl to guy ratio is about 4/1. So if you don't want a sausagefest here's a place for you, but if you're trying to meet some guys, certainly go elsewhere as the guys were all creepy looking at stood on the dance floor as if some beautiful woman is just gonna come up to them and start grinding. Drinks were expensive but I anticipated that as it is Vegas, at least they didn't cheap out and measure one shot per drink and were of decent strength. Best part of the night...dancing next to Tera Patrick, even if she was at a table with Allen Thicke (how long ago were you relevant Dr. Seaver??) and Christopher McDonald (Shooter McGavin from Happy Gilmore, who eats pieces of sh!t like you for breakfast). Oh, and then Mr. McDonald elbows my girlfriend right in the ribs and couldn't even apologize, douche. It seemed as though the non-Hollywood patrons were more into being seen by others rather than having a good time. Will I ever step foot back into this club?? Only if I have been well-bribed or heavily drugged and dragged in.
P.S. Hard to get into...not at all. Dress to impress, HA! There were people wearing Coors' T-shirts and sneakers. There's nothing exclusive about it, they were letting everybody in on a Saturday, just at short random intervals to keep the the hype outside the club and control the population inside.
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