Flying Clubs: Mohammed Sultan's LUSH

by the Self-Sacrificing Club Guru

Betcha didn't know that "LUSH", as defined in my trusty Collins English Dictionary is a slang term for alcoholic. What a fitting name for a pub. I can relate to that too, and you guys would know that, if you had read my previous two articles in which I admitted, rather sheepishly, to having gotten horribly drunk on both occasions- or at least implied that I had. Tee hee.

True-blue hardcore alcoholic aside, I like Lush. Cool decor, corporate people (I have this thing for men in office wear; rolled back shirt-sleeves, loosened tie, slightly sweaty smell mixed with a tinge of perfume, tight asses, handcuffs and chains and candle wax…erm.... am I getting off track here?), good good drinks…the works. Problem is, the age limit. Yep, it's 23 for girls and 28 for guys.

So me and my girlfriend got our IDs checked and we were turned away at the door, but, just as we were about to drag our pathetic asses away I heard someone say "Let them in" and turned to lock eyes with some guy in a suit (managed to flash him my thankful BUT babelicious megawatt smile)- he was rather cute and we assumed him to be like the PR manager of sorts coz the bouncer did look threatened. Well, I dunno if he took pity on us (we did have the sheepish "dammit-this-is-so-embarrassing" look plastered across our faces when we were rejected) or if by some stroke of luck the CHARM was at work that night. I choose to believe in the latter though.

Here are the facts: Thursday is Ladies' Night. Free flowing vodka and champagne from 10pm to 12 midnight. Ladies get free entry on Fridays too (Yippee). Music-wise, pop mixes, retro thingies, a little bit of house…a rojak of sorts. Great crowd- People are friendly (especially at the bar counter and if you look decent enough) and there are more than just a handful of good lookers. The usual complaint about a small dance floor space still stands though but if you don't mind shaking your bootie in a crush of people to the music, I suppose that's fine.

My verdict: Lush rules when it comes to us ladies. Provided you manage to get in of course. They don't always card you at the door. Honestly, the only time I got carded was this Thursday. For guys, a tad costly (Friday entry costs $25) but worth it for the babes. No guarantees you'd get lucky though.

Oh, and did I mention that I stayed sober this time? Even managed to clean off the eye makeup AND take a bath. I know you're applauding me for this grand achievement. I know my liver is.

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