Bar 210

This place is super over rated. I see what they’re doing… trying to be one of those ‘beautiful people’ bars, but really… there’s nothing special about it at all.
It’s a decent size, the music’s whatever. it lacks a designated dance floor. lots of tables… a seen and be seen kind of place, not really a place to let loose.
I went with a group of girls and one guy. We were here for a birthday party and were immediately let in… no lines (i don’t do lines.) The people were snotty, but it was whatever… i didn’t pay and I didn’t wait so act as you wish with your pretend power.
drinks are expensive, parkings expensive… that’s life, welcome to LA.
Anyway, it was nothing to write home about… I don’t feel the need to ever return, but i wouldn’t complain about it if we did.

I wish I could rate with zero stars. Rude, mean, conceited promoters. One promoter was texting us while standing 5 feet away and yet wouldnt come talk to our faces We bought a bottle and still had to wait in the rain for 2 hours. The girl next to us bought two bottles priced at 300.00 each and yet still had to wait in the rain for 2 hours AND some of the guys in her party STILL had to pay a 20.00 cover. My party and I eventually left without getting in. I will never come to bar 210 again EVER and I don’t reccomend it for anyone. I joined Unilocal just to write a bad review actually. Don’t go it’s not worth it.

Came here because a friend was visiting outta town and wanted to come here. Wasn’t excited bc of all the bad reviews on this place. So i had low expectations.
The entrance is on santamonica, corner of wilshire. Valet for your car. got here around 11ish and there was a bit of line of guys… walked outta the car and got pulled right in by the doormen. All those reviews of hot fake girls… well there wasn’t much. hahaha I mean its a very nice venue, with Plush, its big enough and mix people but i think the crowd is a bit young. Friends had a table so we hung out there. not sure how the drink price since we didn’t buy any… Then left about an hr later and hit up voyeur. but overall it wasn’t a bad experience and i would come back

i wish i could only give half a star…
A couple weeks ago, i went to Bar 210 with a few friends for the second, and last time, of my life. As a whole, it was terrible. The only redeeming quality to the evening were my awesome friends i was with and had nothing to do with Bar 210.
The valet is a giant rip-​off ($ 15?!?)Then as if it was ripped straight out of a cheesy romantic comedy movie, the line to «get in» was ridiculous. The door guy looked at me and my tall, skinny, gorgeous gal pal… then over two our boyfriend&husband and said, «sorry, we’re at maximum capacity» Are. You. F-​ing. Kidding me??? Who ACTUALLY says that?
Well, [un] luckily for us, after a few minutes we were «let in» only to be pushed and shoved around by the less-​than-​attractive and totally annoying crowd. And $ 20 for a drink, only to get drinks spilled on us left and right. You literally can’t even move in this place. And the music is horrible.
Couldn’t wait to get out. Worst crowd, over priced everything and bitchy staff. Terrible terrible terrible.

After agreeing to attend a birthday party there on a Saturday night I decided to look up Bar 210 on Unilocal.
Thanks to my fellow Unilocalers I went in with very, very low expectations.
First, let’s break down the costs:
Valet: $ 16 + tip
Door: Even though it was supposed to be free I was charged $ 15 because I have a penis.
Drinks: Round One — Tuaca&Redbull, Gin&Tonic, Miller Lite = $ 35 + tip
Round Two: Unknown because we managed to get some drink tickets as an apology for charging my penis at the door + tip.
Toilet: Tipped the poor attendant in there $ 2 because someone dropped a bomb and I felt terrible he had to stand in there all night and smell it.
Second, let’s break down the staff:
Valet Guys: Gentlemen. Very polite and good at what they were doing.
Door Guys: Nice if you had breasts. Not so nice if you don’t.
Door Girl (gatekeeper): C. U. N. ext T.hursday.
Bar Tenders: Indifferent. Neither mean nor nice. Could possibly be because they’re required to wear lingerie to tend bar.
Bathroom Attendant: Sweetest kid and unfortunately I don’t think anyone tips him because when I gave him 2 bucks he was overcome with gratitude.
Bouncers: Apes in suits who don’t give a dang if they knock your drink out of your hand while pushing through the crowd.
Third, The Crowd:
If you’re a group of guys looking to meet women don’t even try this place unless you can afford bottle service. They won’t let you in.
If you’re a single guy and can afford bottle service I would think you’ve got an excellent chance at meeting a beautiful ethnic woman.
The Guys: Young, handsome gentleman. Being 28 I felt on the older side of the spectrum. If they weren’t young, handsome or buff they were sitting at a table with bottle service or had a beautiful date. Not so many gringos.
The Gals: Most of the women were very attractive and not your typical Playboy blonde. Many Asian and Middle Eastern and I can’t recall ever seeing a heavy one. Very revealing attire and lots and lots of makeup.
I hate to judge but I think many of the people there were still trying to find who they are as a person but looking in all the wrong places, i.e., weightlifting, bulimia, spray tans and way too much time in front of the mirror. I was surprised I didn’t see The Situation.
Other notes:
The drinks were ordered were actually very potent but still way too expensive but hey, it IS Beverly Hills.
The ladies room wait was probably 20 min.
The boys room has no dividers between the urinals so pee-​shy guys are going to have some trouble.
The idiot designers put low, darkly upholstered sofas all over the place which makes for some interesting spills for drunk girls in heels (especially near the dance floor).
The place was PACKED. You’re constantly getting knocked around.
If you’ve got over $ 100 to blow and want the LA club scene, this is your place.

Absolutely one of the worst places I have been to in LA.
The service and the drinks were awful.
We went there for New Year’s Eve, at the suggestion of the L7 social group. A huge mistake.
There was nothing that was worth $ 40, including the bad DJs, watered-​down drinks, and bouncers for the bathroom. How ridiculous… AND he let two slutty looking girls cut in front of the line. Ugh.
The worst offense was the club’s stupid bottle service policy. Several tables were decorated but did not have reserved signs on them. When the snotty crowd showed up at 11:30 to claim their seats, customers who had been there all night drinking had to get out of their seats… courtesy of more mobbed-​up looking bouncers… Hmmm, now we know how Rosa Parks felt.
This place obviously caters to the D-​bag crowd (cheesy-​looking men in black suits and white ties, and their skanky women). This place was definitely devoid of class.
I am telling all of my friends: avoid like the plague!

Eight of us decided to go there for New Years Eve. Unless you were someone whom paid a thousand dollars for a private table. The overly present bouncers assumed your were second class patrons and just kept asking us to move to the back of the club. We all finally decided we had enough, so myself and the seven women I came with decided to demand a refund of the 60.00 we each paid to get in for the New Years event. At least they refunded our money, even though they seemed to care less about our business or that they ruined out evening. I would never recommend this place There is nothing remotely interesting about the clubs décor or service other than its address and it’s not even part of the Hilton really. It had alot more going for it when it was the formerly «Trader Vics» bar. Seems like its another typical attempt at squeezing more dollars out of a tight packed cheaply put together club before they tear it down… which it is scheduled for.
There are so many more happening places other than this one.
We finished the evening and rang in the New Year elsewhere with the organizers of «Drinking with Strangers», Sophisticated Singles” and their 300 person event. Even though we shared the story. they seemed to allready know about this place. so it become more of joke for not joining them to begin with. So 86 the 210.

Got their at 11ish and left at 1… i honestly couldnt believe i even lasted in there for that long…
I am not much for house music and this place plays mostly house, so that could be one of the reasons why I gave this place one star… but theres more…
there was a private party going on, so only ONE bar open for about 100+ ppl to get their drinks. it was a freaken mess… ppl were pushing and shoving everywhere to pay 20 bucks for a drink… its strange… the bartender lady would attend mostly to certain ppl first and then go to the ppl who have been waiting there for 20 minutes…
the dance floor was TINY and… the music sucked…
the girls restroom was scary! there was a line that would go down a block on any normal street…
overall, i wouldnt come back for this club… not worth my time…

I agree with all the bad reviews for this place. If you aren’t blond and wearing a really short skirt, good luck getting in even if you’ve been waiting in line first. Like Christine, this was my first time partying in Beverly Hills, and going to Bar 210 did not make my experience a good one. Music was not that great and the drinks are too expensive. I would highly NOT recommend this place.

Is there a way to give this place HALF a star? I have never partied in Beverly Hills, and now I know why. I was with a group of girls who were on a list. We went on Friday, Oct. 29^th, only to arrive to a horrific scene. There were at least 100 people smashed together at the velvet rope begging to be let in. I didn’t understand their desperation until we got to the front of the line, telling the bouncer-​douche that we were on the list, and him saying that «it didn’t matter, we are filled to capacity.» One of the girls decided to front the money and get us a table so we didn’t have to wait out in the cold. Miraculously, they all-​of-​a-​sudden WEREN’T at capacity. Finally, they let us walk in. But not before a scantilly dressed anorexic hostess stops my friend, who just plunked down her credit card for these douches, and says «Um, who invited you?» We just bought a table you ignorant human being! PAY ATTENTION. Even if we didn’t, she had no right to use that tone of voice with ANY guest. When I gasped and said «WOW» at her question, she looked me up and down and said «Well, I work here.» Um ok. Keep in mind WE HAVEN’T EVEN WALKED IN THE DOOR YET and this place was already a shit show.
We get to our table outside by the bonfire. It takes a good 20 minutes before we are greeted by a waitress and given our drinks. Next thing you know, some very drunk classy ladies started peeing in the bushes right next to our table. In Beverly Hills. At the Beverly Hilton. Next to our $ 500 table. Straight up bare ass out, squatting, and peeing. After this happened on at least 2 occasions, my friend got pissed off (and rightfully so) and asked these winners to stop defecating next to us, when they were bathrooms JUST inside. One girl started waving her hands around and harrassing our table, and, after a good 15 minutes of this, security FINALLY showed up to escort her out. Now… usually, if someone is a problem at a club, the whole group of friends get kicked out, right? Not here at Bar 210! They left all her friends inside, so guess who was standing in front of our table talking shit? Again, security was M.I.A., and in an effort to keep things from escalating, I stood up and asked these animals to leave. I said it wasn’t worth it, and we weren’t even mad at them, just at their friend. One girl in particular kept persisting and trying to get me to hit her, which I laughed off. In her frustration, she flipped the cup in my hand over and my drink fell on the ground. Being a flailing anorexic girl, she knew I could beat her ass, so she turned to run away, which is when I proceeded to hit her square in the back of the head with the cup, as security reared their absent head and swooped her. They FINALLY realized to kick the whole group out. We talked to the manager, «MICHAEL» (who refused to give us his card by the way) who bullshitted us and still charged for everything and then some. At closing time, we asked security to walk us out to the cabs, as we didn’t want to fight with Mrs. Skin & Bones and her equally weak and classless friends. 1 in particular said yes, then slammed the door in our face as we walked out of the club. All I can say is DISGRACE DISGRACE DISGRACE. This place sucks so hard I can’t even believe it’s still in business. I guess old rich guys still need a place to harrass young chicks…

I came here to the Beverly Hilton to check out an event at their attempt at creating a hip, swank bar not named Trader Vic’s. Only it took me 15 minutes walking all over the hotel to find it. Went thru Trader Vic’s, the pool area, the fitness center (great fitness center, BTW), the upstairs bar and shops and people setting up for a silent auction before I finally found the place hidden in a corridor and outside. And it turns out it’s not on Wilshire Blvd. at all but the entrance is actually on Santa Monica Blvd.
Confusing, isn’t it?
Once I finally did get in, I saw a small bar/​club (really, why two names?) that had a good level of Sunset Blvd. style sophistication. A couple of couches and what seemed like a private areas for parties. Maybe that was Plush. The bar itself is nicely stacked with top-​shelf booze, and a number of beer bottle choices from Bud to imports. Not exactly a place to go for beer. But vodka drinks? Yep, that’s what it’s for.
Personally, I say drop the Plush name from the place, keep the Bar 21 brand and emphasize the real entrance in on SMB. Maybe more people will know about it.

S.E.X.Y. I wouldn’t have expected the interior to be so sheik… dimly lit, terrific layout, candles, hot bartenders and delicious drinks. I went for a special event and the hors d’oeuvres that were served were outstanding. Pretty good DJ, dance floor is adequate size and most importantly, the cocktail waitress was pretty much at our beck and call– LOVE that! I also love that its NOT in Hollywood, great location when you don’t feel like getting involved with the crazy hustle and bustle of Tinseltown :)

Last minute stop after a long night to show check out the venue on a Friday night. I was pretty impressed with bar 210/​Plush. Very different crowd than the ones that frequent the Hollywood&Highland club scene. A little refreshing.
Came pretty late, maybe an hour and a half before closing (2am), and there was still a line. Preposterous. Good thing we had a name to drop to bypass that mess. LOL, how pretentious do I sound? Don’t judge, you’d do it too =P
Inside, the décor is very posh — embodies the Beverly vibe. There’s a few bars to choose from, so that’s a plus. Good looking crowd. Very mixed. The guys aren’t creepy — even the drunks are pretty polite, actually.
The girls? Well, girls will be girls.
Was waiting in the bathroom lounge that I think EVERY club should implement btw. Such a spacious area to collect yourself before heading out to the battle field again — fix your makeup, rest your feet, give your ears a rest from the blaring music. Witnessed an altercation over a toilet seat cover stuck to a girl’s shoe LOL. Relax, girls. It’s not the end of the world. Also, there’s like 4 stalls but the line was SO long bc half of them were taken up by like 3 girls in each. Gee, wonder what they were doing. cue music — N.E.R.D. «Everyone Nose» jk.
Speaking of hip hop, they did play like a 3 minute mashup of like 10 songs. We wanted more! Was good while it lasted before they switched back to their electro mixes which wasn’t bad either. I’m just a hip hop girl at heart. But being sober sallys for the night, we clearly were not on the same drunky level as those around us. we left before lights came on. Took a short walk through the hotel and out the side exit where we street parked our car on Wilshire, adjacent to the hotel — for free. $ 16+ to valet? No way. That’s a drink, my friend.

The venue itself is really really nice, but the DJ sucked. worst DJ I’ve ever had in my life. I mean, I wasn’t the only one who thought this because after the SECOND 30 pause (there was absolutely no music playing), this DJ got booed. Maybe he was a noob? I’m sure he was thoroughly embarrassed, so I’ll just leave it at that and spare his reputation.
Another reason I took off a star is for their ridiculous security. Lucky for me, I knew a promoter who let us in, so I had to wait a total time of about 10 minutes. But after I got in at around 11:30… empty. There were not a lot of people inside until about 12:30 — 1:00am. That’s a little ridiculous.
I really liked the way this venue was designed. They had a long hallway of different rooms. I felt it was like a Russian nesting doll concept made into rooms. Every room you enter has its own little surprise. You start off in a nice bar area thinking there wouldn’t be much more to the place, but you keep walking and you find yourself in a dance area/​reserved seating area. Then you think, «Oh, this is cool, I wonder if there’s more.» Sure ’nuff, you keep walking and you’re out in a patio area with a nice fireplace. There is limited seating because all seats are reserved. Just make friends with some people and see if you can rest your booty there for a little while. haha

I wish there were negative star ratings. Consistent review. Saturday night, 5 IN-​HOUSE HOTEL GUESTS!!! RUDE, RUDE, RUDE door person, unnecessarily mean, degrading and unprofessional. Didn’t care that guests were from hotel as they are «not affiliated» with Bev Hilton. Well, you should be and Hilton should be ashamed to allow this. There was NO line, but required to be on the VIP list. When the door opened from time to time, it was clear the place was empty. All of us were impeccably dressed, professionals in the industry — many from Europe. Totally embarrassing in Bev Hills of all places to see this type of establishment when the actual «hot» club areas in LA wouldn’t even display this type of poor business behavior.
Should have read Unilocal before wasting our time.

I guess if you want to go clubbing but not to the Hollywood clubs then this will be a place you might want to check out. I personally rather go to a bar/​lounge place but it was one of those nights that majority rules.
Luckily, someone in our party knew a promoter so we didn’t have to wait in line.
Interiors: when you first enter the venue, you enter a bar and lounging area. Then you’ll go through a hallway to where the reserved tables, dance floor and another bar are at. There is also an outdoor space with a fire pit.
Price: expensive!
Bar service: pretty easy to get drinks at the bars.
I wonder though… why was the line so long when the venue was obviously NOT packed. Duh, it wanted to create the Hollywood scene.

Super bougie. I think this is what happens when large companies take over bars/​clubs.
The drinks were okay and the service was very good but it was just too expensive and too «I’m beautiful, why are you here?» for most people to really enjoy.
The setting is nice, kind of a dark boudoir. Very expensive, drinks, and parking.

Came here on a weekday since I found out that Marcel from Top Chef was the Chef and ended up enjoying the half off happy hour menu. Limited selection but tasty. The beef sliders and pork sliders on the Hawaiian roll were my favorite. The lamb was new and flavorful and the oyster with foam dressing was surprisingly delicious.
Contrary to the other reviews, I found the staff were very friendly. Maybe it’s because I didn’t go during the evening but the busboys kept coming by and clearing our empty dishes. They were constantly cleaning our table and making sure we got enough napkins.
The crowd was a bit older though, think ex SLS crowd. This place was also located in a bizarre corner of the hotel. We had to walk through a maze of lobbies, rooms, and hallways to get from the self parking lot to the establishment.

I went to his place last weekend, and if you want to be verbally assaulted by security, surround yourself around a bunch of wannabe Hills stars, receive horrible bar service, and get your $ 1,100.00 glasses stolen by valet, then this is your place!!!
I have lived in Southern California for 5 years and I have never been treated this poorly. Being young, in the music business, and an avid club goer I am seasoned in the rudeness you can encounter on a nightly outing, this experience was like nothing I have ever been subjected to.
Not wanting to bore you I have listed some of the prime examples of the hell I had to go through last Saturday night.
1. We scheduled a party with the club promoters and managers prior to our arrival. When we presented the name of the Birthday boy to the security they said, «We don’t know who’s name you are trying to throw around but that doesn’t work here», after explaining to them we were doing no such thing they told us to call whomever we scheduled the party with and deal with it ourselves.
2. The Birthday Boy’s $ 1.1k sunglasses were stolen out of his car by the Valet.
3. The alcohol that they serve must have water in it because the drinks were not anywhere near the alcohol content they should have been.
4. The promoters and security said they were too busy to do anything for us while there was not one person in line.
5. Told my friend that she was «doing too much and I will have your escorted and arrested» when all she was doing was being an assistant to her boss for his birthday.
6. The waitresses don’t even know what kind of drinks they serve.
Over all this place sucks, I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone, we could have gone anywhere else in LA and gotten treated with better respect than what they gave us.

Rude Staff… They need to get over themselves.
One of my friends had planed his party at the Peninsula Hotel and we were looking for a place to go after. So we though it would be perfect to continue the evening at Bar210. So ahead of time we reached out to the Club and worked out something for the whole party to come over about 10. They told us we would be on the list and would have No problems getting in.
As people started to arrive, the door guys were so rude to everyone in the party. They told the father of the guy they were doing him a favor by even considering letting him into the club. They told another friend that «they don’t know what name you are trying to throw around but it’s not working here, we don’t care» and the stories go on.
So many more things happened that night but I won’t bore you w/​all the details. Please know if you are trying to have a great time out w/​your friends and would like to be treated w/​some respect DO NOT GO TO BAR210!!!