I’m Just Sayin’

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i love love love the box. (and no, that is not some deep seeded lesbianism finding its way to the surface).

my obession began when i saw it on an episode of gossip girl - you know the one, blair hops on stage for an impromptu strip tease, while chuck leers from a dark corner.

anyway, i’ve been there a few times since then and it’s always an experience. admittedly, some of the acts are little tough to stomach (like the vaj acoustics, for example), however any of the unsavory bits (no pun intended) are undoubtedly overshadowed by the highlights:

1. an electic crowd ranging from josh hartnett to 30-something frat boys in white suits and cowboy hats who have an unnatural obsession with partying and vodka shots straight from the grey goose bottle
2. ultra salty popcorn that makes for a great patron chaser
3. a plush interior that is sort of reminiscent of an old victorian parlor
4. some of the most awesomely disgusting slash amazing acts - umm, can i get a round of applause for the girl who pulls an entire outfit (with accessories!) from her afro and dresses herself while whirling around on a rotating pedestal?!
5. the uber expensive drinks, the sexually charged show and the decadent interior make it the ultimate hedonist experience