My best friend and I went here on a Saturday night after hearing much hype about its opening.
We were underwhelmed.
Not only was it damn near impossible to find, but when we arrived, the valet was a jerk. We finally got inside and experienced the daunting task of attempting to use their pseudo-psychadelic, mirage-esque bathroom doors (you'll see what I mean).
We then waited for infamous red couch (which is tiny) to clear where we sat and checked out the scene. Balding yuppies mingled with MILFs and trophy wives while the mid life money flaunters took up the couch and eyed the young, intoxicated things. Needless to say, the whole room had a trying-too-hard-to-be-hip vibe about it. The most fun we had was watching an overly made up, bleach blonde forty-something dance around an imaginary pole, obviously intoxicated.
Nice decor, nothing more.
Pros: Decor , attractive staff, great martinis
Cons: rude staff, hidden location, lame crowd
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