5025 South Eastern Avenue Suite 10
Las Vegas, NV 89119
Clark County
Phone: (702) 736-7080
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by Janiece Deroko on Our cab dropped us on 8th and 54th and our plan was to walk 2 blocks to Faces and Names for pre theatre snack and drink. Well we never made it there. We found Iguana and what a find wit was. The food is delicious, the service great, we diefintely will head back the next time we have a play in this area
by Allie Hockett on Mango's have decent food but it was good. I had an avocado salad which was A+. I don't remember what everyone else ordered but there was no complaints. The drinks were a slight rip off, lol but it's Mango's, what do we expect? I had a Miami Vice drink which was definitely delicious. Like I said, no complaints from myself or friends. They also had some action in the middle of the room, where there is a stage and the "Mango ladies" (all of them were dressed in skin-tight, tropical colored attire) would sing and perform for the crowd. They really wanted us to get our money's worth, which is always a good thing, especially in an expensive place like Miami! In the night, I really didn't feel like hitting up this spot because I wanted to try something different but my cousin and other friends really wanted to go here. I mean, the place was packed, it's a downstairs level and also two rooms on the upper level, including a hip-hop room. It was five bucks for admission (well for us since I heard them charging people ten), so that's cool. Yeah, I mean, the place was pretty cool and lively with a Latin Vibe so maybe I might check it out again when I come back (or if I really have no choice).
by Melissa A. on They used to have this French-type go-go dance night here called Vampyros Lesbos, and I finally went once and only once. I came early and started pounding. The DJ was playing 60s French-style pop music. There's two girls go-go dancing--one an attractive Asian girl and the other an okay looking white girl with cut-offs. They have pasties over their nips and no one else is dancing, just nervously pointing and laughing at the girls and their pasties. The night wears on and the place starts to fill up... four, seven, now nine of my friends are hanging out in there along with maybe sixty other people. I'm standing there watching with my friends and one of them suggests I give his one dollar bill to one of the dancers, but I have to do it in a funny or provocative way and he'll buy me a shot. I'm game. I stuff the bill in my mouth, step up to the platform of the cut-off shorts girl to give her the money mouth-to-mouth. She says "We don't do that here" and pushes me off the platform: one hand on my shoulder, the other gently cupping my breast. It's like she was saying "no" with one hand but pleading "yes" with the other. I walk back with my tail between my legs, drink my shot, and sit down. I start pounding shots and start to feel a little dizzy. I tell my friend that I'm going to hurl and to take me to the bathroom. I turn around and spill a table full of drinks on the party behind us. Between drunken apologies, I manage to stand up. The one girl's pissed and had her foot in the air and was about to literally kick my ass. My friend gets in her face and says "I'll fucking kick your ass if you fucking touch her." I'm escorted to the bathroom and barf on the doorknob before I even enter and fill up the bowl with vomit two more times. I'm driven home immediately and hang my head out the window like a dog. I crawl into bed and promise never to go there again while placing one foot firmly on the ground to stop the spins. I look at my clock on my nightstand, and it's 10:45PM. LAME!!!
