by Rasheeda Giliberto on All I'm gonna say is that I had a guard here tell me verbatim that he was gonna "physically kick me and my chinky friend out" because I rolled my "chinky eyes" at him. Upon asking for his name right thereafter, the roided out moron refused to give that out in fear I might get him fired. If you still want to experience racism and misogynist attitudes in this 21st century, this is the ideal place for you. One of the worst places I've ever partied at.
by Oretha Bawcum on Here's a tenet I'll share about clubs/lounges whichever city you may find yourselves in from the City of Angels to the Big Apple: No venue is worth waiting in line for over 15 minutes. I highlight the above because I am reading one too many reviews exhorting others not to go to X & Y club because of its power mongering promoters and minimum wage, non-educated hired hand door statues denying entry in a timely manner. Complaining won't get you anywhere. Being rude to the very people controlling access on your precious Saturday night certainly won't help either. Time is a tickin'. They have the power. Why? Let's think logically here. You drove there. You are waiting with others including your buds. This clearly shows you want to consume their product. What's the alternative? There are no alternatives because you're likely going to have to wait for even longer and spend money to get yourselves there. Once you add it up, it clearly shows you gave them the power to make or break your night. So without being too long-winded so I can get down to my rateclubs, I'll just say come prepared if you choose to hit up a joint where demand is high for its services. Don't blame these low-wage door people who will never be able to call this job a career because it doesn't pay and it's not stable. Unless they're really twisted in the head, their lives don't find enjoyment in screwing people over because of your looks, ethnic background, or what you chose to wear that night (within certain limits of course). Heck, they're stuck dealing with a bunch of Hollywood wannabes and whiners on a Saturday night! Just as some of you may assume that they think the universe revolves around them, let me admonish you of the very same. It's not personal. It's business. Here's my second tenet about hitting up desireable venues in major party cities like LA: You got to pay to play. I rolled up with 4 dudes and 1 chick (wifey of one of the dudes). Not a good ratio. I had hoped to bring about 3 more female acquaintances of mine, but plans fell through. I'm pretty sensitive to the ratio for my own ego, but more so for relationship building with that particular venue. Since I don't live in LA, I didn't care as much just that my ego was pinched a tiny bit (jk). Tangent: Typical girl herd tendency (I can write about this funny another time). My party showed up at around 10:30. What you should know is that My House has the velvet ropes on the sidewalk and yet another tier of ropes once you get in to which people have called the grassy knoll. On the night I went a couple of Saturdays ago, I showed up early enough to only see a line on the grassy knoll. I imagine had I come through an hour or so later, the line on the sidewalk would have formed. But it wouldn't have mattered for my group and I. Why? I worked through my local contacts in the entertainment biz and simply called up the Saturday night promotor once I arrived. He picked up his phone, told my group to move up the line and voila, we're in. Total wait time: less than 5 minutes. It would've been the same conveninent process had I shown up an hour later. Why? I had a table reservation. 3 bottles. Now, I'm not a snob at all even if I can hypothetically afford to drop $1600 on alcohol that I'll consume maybe 1/4 Belvedere bottle of that total. It's less about $ and more about a *respect for my time* with friends. For you bottle veterans, understand that like most clubs these days, they'll only split the bill two ways. My total came out to $800 and I split this with one of my other friends. Cool. So is it worth it? Yes. Again, what's the alternative? I had alluded to this in one of my other club reviews that it's not so much about the venue, but much more so about the people you're with. The venue is merely a canvas waiting for you to create strokes of vibrant memories with friends. Is My House a nice canvas? Yes. It's truly setup like a modern, minimalist house with your leather sofas, outdoor patio, kitchen area, little living room space tucked away in various corners of the "home". There's an upstairs as well which has a table area featured in Entourage season 6. Straight up product placement, baby. I think that night some sort of reality show was being filmed because there was a huge light upstairs, but I was too drunk to even care. If you guys decide to go the route of table service, I think the best table where the most action happens are the ones to the right and left once you make the entrance. That whole main area is where all the girls end up taking up space once the night wears on. If you have more of a party within a party going on, I really like the area we got which is to the left of the club. It's got these long, flowing leather surfaced booths running up against the wall. Very comfortable. To the right of the home, you'll get access to the patio and the kitchen table. Darker.
