Lipstixx Gentlemen’s Club

Don’t go in there with a credit card OR PERIOD! They tried offer me a bunch a shit that I repeatedly refused and they forged my signature and charged me $ 1500.

The man at the front told my group that we only needed to pay a cover. When we got inside, the waitress rudely informed us that we had to pay $ 8 for a soda per person on top of the cover. We decided to leave rather than pay that ridiculous amount. A few dancers were talented, but most were just okay.

The strippers really could’ve worked on looking happier.
Could be worse I guess. Will still go back in a couple weeks.

Once upon a time I used to love this club. In fact it used to be my club of choice. Maybe I woke up and realized it isn’t as good as I made it out to be. Or maybe the club just got worse. Who knows!
Anyways this club has lost its appeal to me. The girls aren’t anything special. In fact I question who hires some of these girls. The girls pretty much attack you once you are there in hopes of getting some money out of you (i.e. lap dance or more). Lap dances are still $ 40.
Think twice before going here unless you don’t care about the money you are about to blow on second-​rate entertainment.

i was robbed there and so was my friend, my friends credit cards was stolen and so was the cash i had on me. if you value your money do not go in there

STAY AWAWY! STAY FAR AWAY!
We were tempted to go in this place by a nice dude just outside the door. The offer was ten dollars each which included a drink ticket, seems decent. We find a spot in the corner and sit down with our drinks we brought in from outside. I’m not a strip club connoisseur but to me the dancers seemed good.
So I head to the bar to cash in our $ 10 drink tickets, where I am first ignored by the grouchy female bartender then asked what I want. I order, she grabs the drinks, I set down the tickets and ask «Will these work?» She snatches them with one hand and immediately pounds on the tip jar with the other while saying something I couldn’t understand (demanding a tip). This is when I should have left. Instead I decide to stay, after all I just got a beer! So I fumble through my pockets for some singles, all I have is twenties, and some change, about $ 1’s worth. So I throw that in the tip jar.
Sit down watching the show for 2 minutes and guess who walks up…
Crabby the barkeep! She grabs my hand and forces it open and with the other hand jams some change in it while loudly proclaiming «we don’t take change here!»
I guess her intent was to shame me into tipping more? Not sure. I’m fairly sure that everyone takes change.
There are lots of places to choose on bourbon street, stay away from this place. I repeat STAY FAR AWAY!

Stay away from this place… this is a clip joint. They prey on tourists.

Ew! Just don’t!

Woof!
I’m sorry; that was rude — OOF!!!
My bf and I are getting to be strip club connoisseurs and since he owed me a lap dance from a previous bet, we went strip club hopping down Bourbon St. We were pulled into this place from the street at the tempting notion of $ 5 cover for him and no cover for me. The girl at the door seemed nice enough so we figured that might be a sign of things to come. BOYYYYY, were we wrong!
We walk into this tiny little club, with a bunch of awkward bro-​types, being whipped by the dancer on stage. Okay, solid entertainment value… let’s stay for a drink. After grabbing a drink, we scoped out the dancers. Just about every girl was unattractive… with stretch marks, missing teeth, one too many beignets (except for a gorgeous massage girl… who was too busy chatting with another employee to notice a room full of customers). In the 20 minutes we were there, not a single girl walked up to us. Only one girl out of 5 actually danced… the rest just walked around the pole and stared into space.
Of the half dozen plus strip clubs on Bourbon… go elsewhere unless you’re looking for a free gift that keeps on giving included in your cover. (Code for STDs).