Clubbing in Dusseldorf
I just returned from a girls' night out tonight for L's birthday - fondue at her place followed by dancing. So we went to the Palladium here in Dusseldorf, where it was hip hop/R&B night. (This Palladium being the same as the one in NYC in name only.)
I have never in my life seen so much of the following in one place:
gel, white leather, faux mohawks, gel, acid wash jeans, love handles over the jeans, gel, Dolce&Gabbana t-shirts, overtanned faces, studded belts, and gel. And there was one young woman who was channeling Britney Spears - fedora and all. It was truly insane.
You don't pay cash for your drinks. Upon entering the club, you are issued a card that is punched out with an elaborate hole-puncher by your bartender when you order a drink. No money, no tips. You pay when you leave the club. And if you lose the card, you have to pay 40 or 50 euros.
We did a fair amount of dancing - but unfortunately the music left a bit to be desired. The highlight was when they played Mariah's "Get Your Number". I may have to strike the Palladium from my list of hotspots in Dusseldorf...
2 Comments:
holy Sprockets, that sounds like the best night of Eurotrash EVER! Somebody told me a new slang term for when fat hangs over your jeans: muffin tops. Hee!
ha! that is the term i was looking for - i couldn't remember it though!! it truly was Eurotrash overload. the best was the guy with the black/pink/white argyle sweater, over a white button down shirt, paired with black pants, a white belt, and white shoes. and he had at least 2 bottles of gel in his hair. and i truly believe he was wearing blush. insane.
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