text: So pumped to go here and then BAM...the worst ever. So sad. The night started off so good. 5 chicks walk up and 5 chicks get escorted to the VIP tables. Pretty freak'n awesome right? (Yes, I am one of those chicks.) An entrance like that and you have a feeling \"tonight's going to be a good night\". Well, not so much. The music was okay but the club was really empty and this was on NYE weekend. Also, the bouncers would constantly ask you to move, not step there, don't lean against the wall, don't do this don't do that, you can't be here, and etc. To put it in perspective I had given my coat to the coat check and we were leaving to go somewhere else. I leaned down against a wall, literally right in front of coat check, to look into my mini purse to find the coat check ticket and a bouncer grabs me by my arm and says I can't bend down. I understand, he thinks I'm drunk. (I'm not in the slightest because my not has been so boring). So explain that I'm looking for the ticket and I lean again down to check my person. He says he doesn't care what I'm doing but not to do that and pulls me up. I say WOW, no problem. I find the ticket and we're out. There was one light in the tunnel; this one bouncer was the nicest, most caring guy. He saw us dancing in the VIP room and that our purses were out on the sofa, he showed us a secret drawer to put them into and placed them in there. He also shared that we were able to dance on the platforms if we wanted but wanted us to be aware of our heels on the sofa. He did this with grace and respect. Love that guy! Great employee. \nGranted we are talking about a club here but I expect to have the time of my life at a club in Vegas, especially when it is one of the newest ones in town. This club was a bust.