Centerfolds

My GF and I went on Valentine’s night. We got there — well technically it was ²⁄₁₅ when we got there — ha, as we got there Saturday night. about 12:30am (so really. Sunday morning… anyhow…)
There wasn’t much of anything to say about this place. I’ve been to other clubs myself where, after a certain time at night — they’ll wave the cover fee. Not the case here, and not a big deal if the experience was pleasurable. We paid $ 10 ($ 5 per person) and well, there was only 1 dancer. When we arrived, there was no one at all, we sat there like dummies for 5 minutes until the dancer came out and did her routine. After her routine was over — it was back to us sitting like dummies — ha ha. Eventually the dance came over to talk to us and while she was lovely and seemed like a nice gal — just having one gal at the place really didn’t hold much interest for us.
We ended up going to Stallions right next door where they had male dancers. Heck, at least let my GF have some fun, right? ha. To Centerfolds/Stallion’s credit — they didn’t try to charge as a separate cover charge when transitioning from one place to the other.
Oddly enough, Stallions had a few male dancers — although one of the dancers looked sooo young, it actually felt awkward, ha ha.
Anyhow, really don’t see ourselves ever going back to Centerfolds again. There really was not one compelling reason to inspire us to go back.

This is by far the worst strip club I’ve been to; by the end of the night, I was remixing Drake by singing «looking for the bottom, now we here» LOL. I have to be honest; my friends and I were looking for the worst strip club we could find because we went to «Sands» which was supposed to be one of the better strip clubs in the area (also terrible). That said, we HAD to see what made this place even worse. Well, we saw it LOL. First, there were some pretty obnoxious other patrons (one of which threw up all over the floor; she had just been over on the male side throwing up). Second, there were only 3 girls working on a FRIDAY night; the one decently cute one was being hogged by a group of guys; I’ve never really been in a strip club and had to «wait my turn». That girl tried to initially overcharge me for a dance (quoted me 30 when it is 20 for a dance). Later in the night, she accepted 20 for a dance and tried to short me on the song. Yeah, if you want to «look for the bottom», here it is.

Centerfolds is no longer a strictly male strip joint! Yes, it does have male strippers, but we had to special request them (no one was working on a Saturday night!) and wait while watching the primarily female stage (and while they know their way around a pole, they are way too skinny to be attractive and look a bit sad). Sure, you get to see everything including pantyless splits and even get a little grabby with the guys, but the steep $ 20 cover and general lack of energy makes the entire experience lackluster.

Male strippers in Seattle are on the endangered species list as of… 5 years ago. In fact, Centerfolds was the very last club for ladies to check out some wieners. With our media so inundated with harmful and sexist stereotypes, having such powerful, hunky male strippers was invaluable for girls night out.
It would be a shame for Seattle to continue to go with out a male strip club — a platform for some of today’s best birthday, bachelorette and divorce parties!
And in a nation plagued by Guidos, 30k millionaires and a veritable push-​pull of what it means to be a man, the male strippers of Centerfolds are a welcome beacon of hope.
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No more men and its $ 15 cover!!! I do have to say, a couple of the ladies I have seen and couple I spoke to are something to be desired. There are also two bars right next door.

First of all IT IS NOT NOT A MALE STRIP CLUB! its now a female strip CLUB… The girls were NOT cracking what so ever… Thy were either fat or a stick. If you enjoy that, have fun

HA! I don’t really know where to begin. First, I hope that none of my co-​workers ever read this… but if they are, then I guess they’re planning to go too right? hehe.
So, we showed up here about 10 – 15 deep for a bachelorette party. I wasn’t too excited about it especially after the steep cover, but wowee! Once we got in, all my old 90s R&B tunes were put on – you know, like the R Kelly classic «You remind me of my jeeeeeep. I wanna ride it.» It was almost too much that the guy on the stage was wearing OVERALLS! Yes, he did go there, and yes, he did have one strap hanging down. The other dancer wore a turban, had a long beard, tighty whiteys, and weighed maybe 130 soaking wet. I mean what’s been keeping me awake at night is wondering why wasn’t this guy isn’t modeling Calvin Klein underwear. Ok, maybe it was just a funny factor. :)
Is this getting too detailed? I’ll stop here but it was definitely an entertaining night. Make sure you treat yourself to a little prefunk before you go in too.

With Capitol Hill, I don’t really see why women would pay to see hot nekkid men gyrating. Just toss a few drinks some fairy’s way and he might grind all up on ya and ask you to be his MoHo.
So my friend dragged me here one night, just the two of us for some fun. She bought me a lap dance and they paired me with the new guy from Korea. I don’t know if it was racial profiling, but it would have been nice to choose my molester.
He was really new because we carried on the most mundane conversation during the gyrating. «So…you been here long?» «You came here as a student?» «How did you get into… dancing?» It was uncomfortable.
I was trying to keep my mind off the awkwardness so I didn’t notice when he laid me down on the couch to basically dry hump me. The boss had to step in and stop the awkward hotness.
During this time, my insanely drunk friend disappeared for a long stretch of time. The guys were nice enough to check up on me every few minutes as I sat by myself in the back waiting for her to come back. Turns out she met a Mexican in the back alley who was kind enough to hold her hair as she puked.
While I was waiting, I observed a small bachelorette party watching a well endowed man take a mock shower on stage. The lights were dim and shades of cool blue. Quite artistic but it had that salacious quality of gay porn. I’m sure it titillated the other dancers more than the whooping ladies.
They whoop to feed the silence.

Well, I hate to admit it but I did come here for a hen’s night. I think we all established that we’d never willingly come back. We took down some shots from the divey bar next door and paid our $ 20 cover. We walked in to what felt like post-​shower humidity (yuck!). We walked into another party of girls who were getting kinda rowdy. I have to give props for the guys’ routines… they were definitely entertaining… we had a r&b singer, the firefighter, the cowboy, etc… And it was a little weird having a guy do body rolls on us. About 40 minutes later, we started seeing a repeat of the same routines so we decided to make our exit. I don’t think I could do that again!

How could I NOT laugh out loud as I scroll over the two star rating and see the ‘Meh. I’ve experienced better.’ rating! HA!
For the record, I have NOT (experienced better. uh. male dancing establishments. or ANY others for that matter), REPEAT ‘have not’ OR experienced any other until I partook in a ‘Lady’s night’ a few years back.
Just making this clear.
That being said, for what it is, it was fine. I went there for a Bachelorette outing and I have to say that they took pretty good care of us. For the most part, it was cool. Exactly what you should expect from an ‘all boys dance joint.‘
No booze (it’s Washington State, y’all), so whatever. that’s fine. For about $ 20, you can giggle with your gal pals while the male folk perform such acrobatic feats that even the US Olympic Gymnastic team are incapable of.
Thanks Centerfolds, for not being creepy or strange. Your gents were fun and polite and were as professional as a male stripper can possibly be.

Well slap my tootie and call me Sally, I’m the first for Centerfolds?! I am so lucky to have this honor. I’d like to thank the little people…
And on to the review…
So Centerfolds is a MALE strip club. That’s right — for the ladies! Perhaps my own opinion here, but something about a man «being sexy» stripping is just, well, funny. It’s certainly not sexy, and doesn’t get anything hot and bothered. Just entertaining.
Centerfolds does a good job at what they do. Their performers are good looking, and have good dance moves.
My fav story here (let me just share a little for you) is when we went for my bachelorette party, and who knew, but at 9pm on a Friday it was completely empty. So we had the whole place to ourselves, which means that the men focus on us all the time. My maid of honor was there obviously, and her being a lesbian, didn’t really want to go, but gosh darnit, she is there through the thick and thin.
So a dancer comes over and he shimmies all up on her. Her reaction after he leaves is, «Eew, I think it touched my shoulder.» Ha ha!
Good for bachelorette parties. I’m not sure why else you would go here.