Misty 1

I just stopped in for a beer because I had a few minutes and was in the area. Anyhow, the girls may be older but they know what they’re doing… just make sure you bring plenty of cash with you. The place could definitely use a renovation but close your eyes and enjoy the ride.

This was the second stop on the July 2014 No Cover Tour of Honolulu inspired by James G. in honor of my friend’s upcoming nuptials. We arrived around 9:45 PM.
I always thought it was Misty I, like «Misty Eye.» I had hoped that this was slang unknown to me for a woman’s hoohoo, or maybe that it was a reference to a sad stripper about to cry. I guess Unilocal says that it is Misty 1.
This place is right next door to Ginza. Luckily, it was too early for there to be a line and it was raining. Nobody saw us enter. This was the second club that we arrived at to find empty, only to be led in through another door to another stage.
There was only one dancer when we got there. The Mama-​san quickly ushered us to the empty stage and motioned for the girl to start the show. The dancer was again surprisingly attractive, a mainlander from New York City. She had a great sense of humor recognizing that we didn’t regular these places. The groom-​to-​be was wearing this stupid sedge hat off and on all night, and we quickly got it on the dancer’s head. Great sense of humor, this girl.
The only other patrons were a trio of skaters smoking cigarettes in a corner booth. They were ashing their cigarettes in a wet napkin. I thought this was classy. Smoking permitted.
This was by far my favorite stop of the night.

It was packed with workers… but none of them were dancing. Drank 1 beer. Spoke to one worker. Left in 20 minutes.

This one star rating i am giving this strip club should be a yellow star discount for all the senior citizens that work at this scummy little place. After watching Monday Night Football at Mai Tai Bar and looking at all the eye candy there, my drunken friends decided to give this place a look and boy was that a big mistake.
After taking a walk into this place they call a strip club, the strippers pole should be used to climb as high as you can to run away from these FUGLY ladies. As soon as we took one step in this place, i knew we were gonna get swarmed on by these creatures of the night. If you think i am gonna drop one penny on these beasts, i would buy my self a Patron shot and make sure this wasn’t for real.
I guess the reason they call it Misty’s is that your eyes will will be misty as you think about how these grandma’s would look without their clothes off. What a scary thought that is.
It was a very sobering experience for me as my buzz i got watching football with the boys suddenly disappered as fast as two rabbits humping because those were seriously some of the most disgusting, indescribable, specimens i ever laid my eyes on.
I was even scared to drink my beer not knowing where that bottle has been.
So my advice to you people out there, if you are into the Golden Girls or like someone that smells like the Wicked Wahine perfume they sell in waikiki and like talking about the 40’s and 50’s, please give this place a try because i will never, ever, and i mean NEVER set foot in this place ever again, even if the last females on this earth were here and you were in need of a good time.
I’m seriously gonna need some therapy after my horrific experience at this old folks home… BEAT ME WITH A CANE PLEASE!!!

This place is crazy. First note, do not go here alone. If you are going out with the boys be prepared for some ugly shi*. Second note, go here drunk, I’m sure if I came here sober it would just be weird and not funny.
My two friends Ram man and Herald were bored one night so they decided to take me on the «no cover tour» for Honolulu. The «no cover tour» consists of going to as many no cover strip clubs you can. While at the club you must also have at least one drink and sit at the hot seat (up near the pole) for at least one song/​show .
No cover strip clubs are usually the most grimy, dirty, scary strip clubs you can be at. When we decided to go on our «no cover tour» we started the night off by going to Misty 1.
It is right next to Ginza. It is probably better if you go here earlier in the night if you are going on the weekend. You don’t want people lining up for Ginza seeing you come out of this place!
We get into the bar and everyone is eying us from the 40+ year old bartender to the 60+ year old guy sitting with 2 girls. We go in and sit down. We didn’t even get the chance to order beers, suddenly 3 middle-​aged women were trying to grope us. Every now and then they would hint to get a «private» dance. Note number 3, if you want to avoid STDs stay away from private dances.
We somehow get rid of the 3 women trying to convince us to buy private dances. We go up to the hot seat and sit down. It was the most awkward time of my life. I’m sure the stripper had something against us. Other than that, her hair looked dry and dead, kind of like those crack addict homeless women you see in tv shows. It was actually pretty scary sitting in the hot seat. I didn’t know if stripper was gonna freak out and kill one of us. I swear I am happy I was somewhat drunk when we came here.
I probably will never go back here… unless we are dragging some unsuspecting friend here or throwing a bachelor party for someone I hate.

It’s just another strip club. The girls are OK, with their fake boobs. There is a happy hour, so that part is ok. It’s just not as prestigious as Feme Nu or Rockza, but it’s better than some of the other second class strip joints out there.