Imagine what happens inside a woman's brain when she decides to go "girls night out" wearing jeans, a shirt and boots: the bouncer is gonna let pass your gorgeous friends wearing beautiful skirts, dresses & heels, but when that "Douche" passes the scanner through you: PUM! you are not good enough for the club. One of my friends realized I was the only one with the DO NOT ENTER chain, so she helped me saying I was with her (by the way,when someone behaves that way I do take all my prejudgments out and pass the scanner as well... F everything then no? Like I felt successful just by getting in.)
2 stars because I got so angry and waisted, but at least today they gave me the bag I forgot at the coat check.