Popped by Joyce on Saturday night to see how things are going. The downtown champagne lounge has officially been open for two weekends, and apparently word has already gotten out to Those Who Care.
When we showed up at 11 p.m., a small line had already formed.
I immediately wished I hadn't done my hair in a messy-but-cute ponytail. And also, that I was wearing something like this, which is what all the other girls were wearing. I had on a summery dress that could have worked for cocktails on the patio.
We stood in line behind a group of three dudes and a girl. (Never a good combo at a new hotspot, unless you know someone.) The guys looked at the bouncer pleadingly. But Bouncer, whose tan skin was highlighted by his white graphic print blazer (blazer! The graphic print epidemic has spread to blazers now!), just shook his head.
"Sorry, but it's Saturday night, and this is how it's been on Saturday nights," he said.
Three hot leggy girls then showed up. The velvet rope was immediately unlatched.
The dudes looked at the bouncer again. He finally acquiesced. "Let me see your IDs," he said quietly. Just before the guys went in, I saw it -- the cash transfer. One of the guys expertly slipped a wad of cash into the bouncer's hand via a "thank-you" handshake and back-slap. Eddie G was right.
The space itself wasn't bad. I loved white-walled foyer that felt like someone's mansion and the silhouetted logos on the floor. The rest of the spot was traditionally trendy and kind of bland, with the same ostentatious chandeliers, bottle service and the ever-present white filmy curtains you see in other locales...
When we left just after midnight, the line had mushroomed.
I don't think the place has formed its champagne menu yet, so all they had for purchase was a small, single-serving bottle of Moet for $14.
I'll have more details on Joyce in Thursday's Quick.
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