This is my all time favorite club in the city of Lexington. I have never gone to platinum and had a bad time. The bouncers and girl at the door are usually friendly and you can find free admission passes from cabs and hustler and maybe just a friend who grabbed some somewhere. All clubs have cover, that you’ll have to get over. Walk in and bam, girls everywhere. They have the most girls I’ve seen at an establishment and they are all hot. Some are hotter than others but they are all good looking girls. The girls aren’t hot on only weekends. Even weekday nights platinum is stacked. There is never a «B» team, always an «A» team. They have two stages and both are tiny. The main stage at the very back is elevated and you have to make a special trip there to tip a dancer. That is the one downside of the club. It would be nice to be able to sit and enjoy the show from a better seat and not have to walk over and stand. The second stage, is a little circular stage, the best one, is a lot more interactive but again you have to stand. It’s the first thing you see tho when you enter the club and it’s a good impression. The drinks are reasonably priced and depending on the day they have great specials. I was there on a Wednesday once and it was $ 2 patron shots The girls are always nice and will come up and sit down in your lap and chat. After awhile they’ll ask if you want a dance and if you say no they politely leave. If they like you and hit it off they’ll come back and hang out. Dance prices are made by the girls and sometimes you can bargain a price more to your liking. Again it depends on the girl and if they like you. This club is the best and i highly recommend!
Brad F.
Évaluation du lieu : 2 Seattle, WA
What he said. By the way, cab drivers carry free entry cards, so that 10 $ cover isn’t an issue if you cab it.
Rony M.
Évaluation du lieu : 3 South Miami, FL
Men with varying interests, levels of education and income levels can always agree on one thing… adult entertainment. All our combined common sense still brought us to this abomination of nature known locally as the Platypus. Parking might be free but I don’t know, because we parked in the wrong lot. The back of the club faces the street so it’s not exactly intuitive. The bouncers didn’t offer any help and we were a bit apprehensive about asking because the Good(at dressing alike), the Bad(at replying to greetings) and Ugly security staff were pretty big boys. 99% of them sport shaved heads and facial hair, and as I walked by I imagined them saying – «That one there is gon’ be trouble, better break out the cattle prod.» The real beat down came at the door when we were hit with a $ 10 cover… on a Wednesday night?! Drinks however are cheap by strip club standards, a Red Bull and two import beers came to $ 14. They even ran a promotion, $ 3 bucks for your choice of Jäger or Patrón, served in a test tubes logically. I don’t know how people procreate in Eastern Europe, with most of their reproductive-age population working abroad as «entertainers». A particularly friendly example said hello after sitting on my lap. Now some of you may think that’s a good thing, but some of you may know that those who«dance» for a living sweat, cool off, sweat, shower in perfume, and sweat again… in other words they’re grimey. Not to mention they’re subjected to more contact with body-fluids than a nursing home orderly. Not that I asked but«Candy»(it took a panel of image consultants weeks to come up with that) proceeded to tell me a story about a failed kidnapping. It ended with her running alongside a car while being held, until pushed head first into a tree(that kind of stuff never happens to strippers). Now I would’ve felt terrible except that immediately after telling me this, she asked me if I wanted a dance. The neon lights announcing PLATINUMPLUS instantly flashed above her head as I heard her whisper $ 40 into my ear. That’s a fair price… if all the dancers receive PPO health insurance including dental, vision and accidental death and dismemberment benefits, which they obviously need. Maybe she just wanted to charge me that much because – A. She needs to pay for medical bills(there wasn’t a scratch on her) B. She assumes I make urban $$$ rather than rural $ and would be accustomed to paying that much If you decide to purchase one, don’t you dare complement them on their dancing ability or out will come a yarn about jazz, tap and modern since age 3 at exclusive conservatories **yawn**. Moms keep this in mind when you’re going to enroll your toddler in dance class, your daughter or god forbid your son, will be learning with a higher percentage of future exotic dancers than any other type. Tipping is not a city in China, but the locals just didn’t seem to care about geography. The girls were really working and workin’ it, but the patrons were practicing the«no gash, no cash» method of gratuity. I had a few singles burning a hole in my pocket, and they were exhausted rather quickly. I head to the bar to acquire more, and as I’m walking back I notice the strangest thing; where’s George Washington’s receding hairline? Where’s that Masonic/Egyptian eyeball temple? To my surprise, I was holding $ 20 worth of crisp $ 2 dollar bills! When I checked one of my buddies, he’s was absolutely bursting with them too. So before that moment, we were tipping dancers, bartenders and rest room attendants double. When I asked the manager about this, he simply stated, «That’s just our thing.» To which I replied, «I don’t appreciate your ruse, sir.» Amateur Night is completely laughable. The same pros begging for money on the floor earlier were now competing as «amateurs». There were only two real ones, and they surely looked the part. One had«John» written in cursive over her heart and«Greg» on her hip. The other rookie was an accomplished dancer with an athletic body, but something was just too good to be true. I turned to one of the locals, who no-shit was named, Billy Williams, and asked him, «Is that a tampon string?» He was so discreet, he immediately started yelling at the top of his lungs, «Yeah man, she’s on the rag!» and began pointing it out to everyone and anyone. Neither the best, nor the worst club of this type I’ve been to, but at least it’s got the three Fs. Full-nudity, full-contact, and full-bar. I don’t know how this compares to the clubs in the area but at the very least, you can drink here until 4am.