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A recent incident at a Chicago night club garnered national media attention when a black patron was not allowed in on the grounds of a strict dress code - no baggy jeans, etc. After switching clothes with a white student, of course the white student was let in with the baggy clothes while the black student was not. The club was busted, and labeled ?racist?. They deserved it.
If you think about it, dress codes are intended to keep certain people away, and to get everyone to conform to a standard. But in NYC, style is as much a part of anyone's expression of their individuality as anywhere else on Earth - and yet, when I walked haplessly into Carnival on the horrible advice of a desperate promoter (go figure), I was told to remove my hat. ?Why??, I asked. It was explained to me rather condescendingly, that, "Carnival is trying to become a 'premier night club', so take it off, now." Exact quote.
Now look, this club flat out stinks, whether they asked me to take off my hat, or not. It's gimmicky, trashy, cheesy, over-priced, crummy service, etc. But the whole concept of trying to be a premier night club is astonishing to me. How dare they?
First of all, premier night clubs actually try to - if you can believe this - cater to their clients!! No way. It?s true, I swear! They have long lists of loyal customers because the customers are treated nicely. When you go to a premier night club, you should feel welcome, relaxed and free to express yourself with style - even if it includes a hat. If you can afford to be there or can get in, goes the business model, enjoy yourself in any way you?d like. Any wonder Justin Timberlake shows up to Marquee in sneakers and a hat, or Jay-Z shows up at wherever else in whatever clothes he damn well pleases? At a premier night club, you are who you are, and you do what you can pay for.
At a crap hole trying to keep "riff-raff" out, you need to take your hat off. So from the second I was told to remove my hat, I knew this place would be a total waste of time. And as predicted, the club ? in its herculean failure to create something interesting ? didn?t disappoint.
And no, management - hiring the least interesting, most ?yesterday's news? loser of a celebrity - Paris ?plow me on YouTube so I can tell the world I have herpes? Hilton - to host the opening won't make you popular. Nice try.
This place is a dump, but if you're up for a laugh, check it out. Just don't wear baggy jeans, sneakers, hats, or anything else that might make you seem black.
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