My friend took me to Amsterdam one night after I'd had a really rough day at work. We usually frequented the "girl" bars but wanted to see what the guys were working with.
Amsterdam was really nice. It was clean, it had great decor. I love the velvet couches and the lounge feel. I had some kind of special drink that almost put me in a coma. All I know is it was purple, had fruit in the bottom and tasted like champagne. It was Major!
I wasn't that crazy about the layout and the dance floor was kinda small. On the way out a drunk ass guy asked me if I was Queen Latifah and kissed me....Ok!