Location: Tiger Tiger: 29 The Haymarket, London
It wasn't our intention, but it's where we ended up.
We had a name on the door list to Chinawhite, nightclub of the rich and famous, where Paris Hilton, Prince William and all the other A-List stars hang out. We were walking there from Bond Street station. Our mate who was the regular had never walked, he'd always taken the taxi. We got lost. We asked random people on the way for directions. It was so exclusive, and so well hidden, no one knew where it was exactly. We asked a girl who was waiting at Oxford Circus, and thought, "We should be close by now". She also didn't know the way but she was lovely. We invited her along. Finally, the rickshaw cyclists pointed us in the right direction. Crisis over.
Short members-queue and a new friend, excellent. That was until we got to the door and the bouncer rejected us as one of our party had had a little too much. What?? No superstars tonight? First night out in London and we get rejected?
Fine. We got over the missed opportunity to hang with the big name celebs and switched to Plan B: Jewel. Not a problem. And conveniently located just around the corner from Club Exclusive. First pair our group in and then, um "Sorry guys, your friend has had too much tonight". Wow, Chinawhite really didn't just reject us for our good looks. Strike two.
It was meant to be a big night, we weren't going to stand down. What was Plan C again? Tiger Tiger: meat market of the London club scene. (Tiger Tiger: terrorist attack target June 2007). Located just off Piccadilly Circus, convenient for those guys and girls have come up short after cruising the streets for a piece of London talent. But hey, a short line, £10 cover charge and they let us in.
The markets were open for the night, the male dominated crowd was not shy, all going in with the early bids. Boys, you need to watch, to see how the market reacts before you make your next offer. Sorry, no sale here. Overall as the commercial hits played and our feet surprisingly didn't stick to the floor as we danced, it ended up being a pretty fun night out.
We had a name on the door list to Chinawhite, nightclub of the rich and famous, where Paris Hilton, Prince William and all the other A-List stars hang out. We were walking there from Bond Street station. Our mate who was the regular had never walked, he'd always taken the taxi. We got lost. We asked random people on the way for directions. It was so exclusive, and so well hidden, no one knew where it was exactly. We asked a girl who was waiting at Oxford Circus, and thought, "We should be close by now". She also didn't know the way but she was lovely. We invited her along. Finally, the rickshaw cyclists pointed us in the right direction. Crisis over.
Short members-queue and a new friend, excellent. That was until we got to the door and the bouncer rejected us as one of our party had had a little too much. What?? No superstars tonight? First night out in London and we get rejected?
Fine. We got over the missed opportunity to hang with the big name celebs and switched to Plan B: Jewel. Not a problem. And conveniently located just around the corner from Club Exclusive. First pair our group in and then, um "Sorry guys, your friend has had too much tonight". Wow, Chinawhite really didn't just reject us for our good looks. Strike two.
It was meant to be a big night, we weren't going to stand down. What was Plan C again? Tiger Tiger: meat market of the London club scene. (Tiger Tiger: terrorist attack target June 2007). Located just off Piccadilly Circus, convenient for those guys and girls have come up short after cruising the streets for a piece of London talent. But hey, a short line, £10 cover charge and they let us in.
The markets were open for the night, the male dominated crowd was not shy, all going in with the early bids. Boys, you need to watch, to see how the market reacts before you make your next offer. Sorry, no sale here. Overall as the commercial hits played and our feet surprisingly didn't stick to the floor as we danced, it ended up being a pretty fun night out.
Item 4: Tiger Tiger? Check.... and DELETE!
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