by Asuka N. on I came here for a quick round of drinks with a few of my buddies. It doesn't really seem like the kind of place that needs a rope line, but they put it out at 10:30 PM. At that time, the bar area isn't that crowded, so it was easy enough for us to grab a couple seats at the bar and take it easy. The service was pretty standard, the drinks weren't terribly expensive ($6 per Bud Light), and the ambiance was decent. We checked out the rooftop quickly, but if you don't have a seat, it gets pretty crowded and stuffy quickly. There really isn't much of a view either, as the outdoor patio upstairs is in a recessed area relative to the street. It's a solid place to meet up with friends, but if I had my choice I'd probably stick to a bar that was closer to where I live. It's nothing so remarkable that I'd make the crosstown trip on a regular basis.
by Zane Marra on We have one of these in Atlanta. It's called Opera, and anyone with class hates it. Deadmau5 happened to be spinning here on a night we were in town, so we decided to give this notorious Mansion place a chance. We took a cab and got in line and waited... waited... realized the line wasn't moving, so me and a girlfriend decide to stroll up and investigate... AHHHHhhhh we're behind 35 dudes, no wonder we're stuck! We're immediately offered through, but have to do some conning to get the rest of the party in (4 hot girls... but none of them single.), but eventually we pass through the masses with the poor boys in our group having to pay $5 more than we did. Oh well... we're out of the damn line. Inside... it's actually kind of intimidating. Lots of dark doors that lead somewhere, or maybe nowhere. There's a grand foyer looking room that looks lonely, dead, and ... creepy... that hosts the only bathroom bouncers will speak of. I'm convinced there are more somewhere, but am too old to pay $20 for a speshul widdle VIP bracelet so a bunch of douchebags can think I'm cool. Bathroom attendant lady is talking to herself like she's trippin', and will randomly start screaming for all the skinny bitches to hurry up, they's a line out thar! ... once my bladder is empty, I accidentally land in a small, cramped hip hop room, then find my way to the main room. It's big. Bright. Loud... Deadmau5 is mixin' like he's on fire, there's so many people it's INSANE, and ... why the hell is nobody dancing? WTF?! The line to get a drink is insane, and we didn't have much cash. (DON'T.EVER.OPEN.A.TAB) This makes me sober enough to notice that for all the hype, there's a lot of UUUUUGGGGGGGLLLYYYYYYY people in this place. Like, who let the dogs out? Yeah, so... Deadmau5 was awesome. Mansion sucked the balls I don't even have. And my retarded ass friend opened a tab, bought 2 drinks, and was charged $105.
by Harland Oropesa on Came with a group to celebrate my friend's birthday. At first we were skeptical of the place because the music downstairs was like European-techno-with-a-violinist crap, but fortunately the DJ upstairs was slightly more in-touch with good ol' R&B tunes. After a while he started degrading too so we headed downstairs again, and such was the story of the night. Dancing on the platform area was terrific fun though, so in general I had a good time. Come with friends to chill with, or else you will be creeped out by sketchy middle-aged men looking to hook up in one of the beachy curtained private areas O_o.
