RF Lounge

The weirdest part about going here is that most of the ladies stay up stairs and pile up like on top of one another, it can get hot, sweaty and smelly at times but there’s a downstairs with a bar and air conditioning so IDK why chicks don’t go down there! It was ok but I rather go somewhere else!

I’m not totally sure what their problem is. But here is my best guess:
When you arrive there will be no red carpet, try and control your shock. There will most likely be a ten dollar per person cover, to be paid up front in cash. Now don’t get me wrong, I am fine with covers, if there is something to back it up. When you pay a cover you are generally paying for a good time. This may include: a dance floor, a nice seating area, dancers, preferential treatment, I don’t know something in general. These things were lacking.
We went upstairs to grab a drink and for about 11:30pm on a Saturday advertised as «GirlNation» there were not many people in the tiny bar let alone women/​girls. Upstairs my girlfriend and I were greeted by a dozen or so dyke glances. Let me explain for those who do not know, a dyke glance is when one lesbian usually a butch see’s another butch and or couple and stares them down for no reason other than the mere fact that one lesbian has now come into close range with another lesbian she does not know. Until further notice, which may never come, these women are now enemies for no particular reason other than the one stated above.
I soon realized that we were overdressed for the occasion as we were the only people not wearing flip flops and board shorts in what claimed to be a night club. I know its Summer, but a pair of jeans never killed anybody.
We decided to head downstairs hoping things would get better, they only got worse. In this dungeon of a room giant TV’s were blasting a tennis match at midnight in a club, wtf. The glow was defining and so we again ventured upstairs and again were met by side-​dyke-​glances. We opted to stand in the back of the room and take it all in, this was not hard and could be done from one angle. Because we had paid $ 20 to simply walk in the door we were not about to leave. We made a silent but solid decision to get smashed as it was the only way to deal with the situation we now found ourselves in. After about 30 minutes or so a group of about 10 soft-​butch New Jersey/​Long Island/​Staten Island/​some other god forsaken place 20 year old looking girls showed up who seemed to all know each other. It also seemed they were all celebrating some straight girls birthday and a dance off later broke out between two of the group. As I recall they were the only people to dance that evening as the «dance floor» consisted of four yards of awkward bar space. On the other side of the bar we tried to dance yet the poker machine really cramped out style, so again we tried downstairs. This time there was a group of about 12 or so people sitting on 2 couches with a birthday cake in front of them looking like they all had just been diagnosed with cancer. More likely, they realized they had just brought a straight person BD to a «dyke bar». Getting the strong vibe we were intruding we again headed upstairs. We had another drink and by 2 am the place was almost empty, as the PATH train waits for no man. The whole night not one person spoke to us, smiled at us, or made any attempt to interact with us. The DJ spent most of the night checking her iPhone.
Was this place horrible? No. But will I go back? I doubt it.

Soooo disappointed in this place and GoMag for suggesting it (3stars for go:)
The crowd isn’t bad, a mix of young and «mature» adult ladies (one or two men). Now on to the good stuff-​Drinks were hmm how do I put this. Crap. I ordered a long island (as I always do, trying to find a place that knows how to make it and willing to make it) I received idk what and that soda stuff they put in it. However strong it was, it was definitely not a long island (this happened up stairs 10 $), so I stuck to beer (downstairs 6 $ upstairs 7 $… Hmmm). My friend didn’t know what to order so the bartender gave her a peach flavored drink. I thought it was horrible but she liked it, next she ordered a kamikaze which again yuk, but she liked it, so she stuck to beer. Lol. Now Music– wtf! That’s what you play on the day before pride to get people pumped? The basements speakers were messed up and the sound was terrible! Yet they had seats so we stayed there and people watched since it was too «mature» for our taste but we payed $ 10 (not 5 $ go mag) so staying was the only option. Upstairs was definitely better than the basement but then again you can hear the music more clearly so idk if it’s better or not :)
Overall trashy, boring, confusing and not worth anything. For a free entrance and a free shot I’d go back: D but I think I can do with out RF and their obsession with Michael Jackson and overly hetero music. Really you don’t want a minute man? I would hope not! Oh you rather ride that pony? No then stay away from this «lounge» (it is not in anyway a lounge). Lol perhaps they are still renovating.

First time ever being at a lesbian bar… Very interesting experience. I’d probably be back here again. I’ve never been to a lounge/​bar where they hold sex toy raffles! (didn’t win any, by the way…)
I saw one cute tomboyish girl, but as the night went on, more and more fugly people were coming in, so a friend and I bolted out of there.
A lesbian couple were chatting me up… weren’t sure if they were just being friendly or hitting on me. My friend said it definitely was the latter. Wahoo!!! They were so sweet, but I think they were looking for another candidate to engage in bedroom activities with them… which I’m just not into. (sorry!) We did talk for awhile though.
The place was nice, too. There was a DJ and a downstairs level but I think it was blocked off for the night. The music was super loud and the place was lit up in red or pink lights.

This was my first time going to a lesbian bar so I had no expectations whatsoever. I went to an all-women’s college so I’m very open-​minded and have pretty much seen it all. My going there was a result of a friend of mine’s girlfriend having her surprise birthday party thrown here. I paid the $ 5 cover – BOOOO! I hate paying cover! – and headed downstairs where the private party was being held.
Music was cool and eclectic so I appreciated my fellow female DJ rocking the 1’s and 2’s. Accompanying the music was a TV screen with an image of the silhouette of a naked woman dancing against a psychedelic backdrop (think the X-​rated version of the very first iPod ads with the silhouette of dancing people against a neon colored backdrop).
My drink of choice that night was Ciroc Coconut and Coke and the bartender made it just right (not rocket science though, right?)
Checked out the upstairs area while waiting for my friend to come out of the restroom and there was a nice sized crowd but I didn’t see a lot of mingling going on and there were a few wallflowers (minus the one couple making out in the corner).
Guess everyone was more so on chill mode that night.

There were no go-​go girls (as advertised). The DJ was meh. The speakers kept cutting out. The girls that were there were not hot. Also not great dancing! Are there really not any good lesbian clubs in NYC? All I want to do is dance! This was pretty pathetic after getting pumped to go to my first GirlNation party. Not impressed.

I was here New Year’s Eve with friends. The place was packed. The service as great and surprisingly fast considering the crowd.

Sexy set-​up with sultry energy.
There’s a fairly diverse crowd with a little less of the «typical» bar lesbian if you will. Let’s just say The L Word meets the M, N, O, P Word too. Yeah, it’s like that!
Loved the way the DJ was off in the corner yet still part of the mix, and under the spotlight — not some invisible pie in the sky. The music was all over the place though … I thought that was a good thing in some ways but RFL would do hotter to spin the delicious ambient/​chill/​ethereal vibes more often. I found the bartender-​ettes to be mega friendly btw.
RFL is long and narrow — it kind of adds to the mystery IMO. The stairs leading up from the outside give it a dungeon sort of feel, but once you reach the top, there’s a pretty bar and a barely visible small lounge area in the back. A kind of dark meets soft — I do believe RFL captured that yumminess well. I didn’t get to explore the lower level much so I can’t comment a lot there. But it did look like quite the place to lounge and tastefully undress a bottle.

Stupid. I hate paying a cover only to be inside a place jam packed that you can hardly move, breath, stand, or drink without knocking into someone. But then again, I have the same experience at most girl parties which is why I seldom ever go.

$ 5 cover charge is lame especially when this place has nothing but ugly women
Don’t waste your time

Oh RF lounge. You are my favorite club to take visiting lezzies (albeit there aren’t many choices). And now that you and girlnation have teamed up three times a month, it’s the best choice! The music (DJ) is hit or miss and overall doesn’t play enough top 40s. I love the downstairs bar and usually stay there and dance. Recently you’ve also started giving out free shots, which is always a plus! Most of all, thank you for accommodating my crazy drunk friends.

Updating my review because it seems like RF Lounge upgraded their game a little bit. Stopped by on a Saturday night and this place was a packed. They now open up their downstairs lounge so the crowd can thin out a bit. I was a little on the tipsy side, so I didn’t venture down the stairway. The music was much much better this time around, however for such a small space, and the amount we are spending on drinks, I don’t really think there should be a cover charge. Still a good spot to jump off your night, but I can’t see staying there the entire time.

worst bar ever! I’ve only been twice, but that’s 2 times too many. The only reason why I returned, this saturday, was because of the snow storm and my original plans got canceled and this bar is only 3 blocks from my apt.
Anyway, both times we were greeted by nasty faces… whether they be behind the bar, watching the door or behind the dj booth. DJ stacy is a royal bitch and she needs to check her attitude at the door.
If workers with attitudes weren’t enough, this place is also always completely empty… lord knows why they pay someone to watch the door considering no one ever comes in
anyway…never again.

Popped in a few times, always leave quickly. Generally the place is pretty empty-​when it was crowded the people in there kind of disappointed me. The bar is too small/​split level so no place to dance-​you go to hang with friends or meet people.
Get the distinct feeling this place must be owned or operated by some aging lesbian scene promoter. Tends to be an older crowd, but still with a cliquey materialistic vibe. I felt really out of place.
I’m young, the reason I love dyke bars catering to more mature older women is that usually they are relaxed easy going bars were people are chatty. This place was not what I was looking for.
The other reason this place gets 1 star, the black haired bar tender (the one that clearly had too much work done) passed over me like 5 times. 20 minutes to get a drink? Seriously?
The place has potential, I hope they find their niche

My friend and I came last night (Sunday) after reading this magazine in Cubbyhole. So, we arrived, no ID check, yay. Upon arriva, we were greeted by glastare from a few «mature» guys sitting across the entrance on the second floor.
We averted our eyes of course since staring back could mean indication to a mating ritual. The bar itself was way so bright, it could kill a vampire mercilessly. The women were a bit older and well-​built. Compare to them, we looked like the lost kids from Peter Pan.
Needless to say, we were gone in 60 seconds.