Rude and lame. Two words that I would use to describe what sounds like a football call to everyone you say it to. For a new club that is off the main pier I was surprised how rude the doormen were. After 30 minutes of waiting in line and not moving (because of all the young girls cutting in front) I was surprised to walk in the bar smaller than my two bedroom apartment and see go go dancers wearing hustler panties and not much else dancing on tables. Drinks were served in the ever classy plastic cups, and while you weren't distracted by very large TVs with random music videos playing you were looking for a seat among one of the three empty, but ""reserved"" tables. For this beach town girl I would say Blue 32 needs to go back to a hollywood club's basement where it came from.
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