Monday, July 23, 2007

Harry's - The Magnolia Hotel - Where the Christ can I get a drink at a hotel bar and look sexier than everyone else?

This is the perfect place to go if you want to feel like the pretty one.

Hotel: The Magnolia (17th and Stout)

Hotel Bar: Harry's

Style: 50s chic

Music:
Euro
dance / Clublite

Girls tart up to look like: Trishelle from the Real World Las Vegas (NOT A JOKE)

Age Range: 30s/40s

Booze Price: Very Reasonable

Signature Drinks: Not Stupid


Sexy Terror Alert: More like musket sexy or even less. YOU DO NOT NEED TO BE COOL TO GO TO THIS BAR - no one can judge you


Thoughts by my fellow Americans: Looks like it was designed after the Standard Hotel in L.A. but without the sexy clientele.


Average length of time it took a lady to get ready before her arrival: Two Hours - but it was a wasted two hours.

This bar is pretty. The dark faux woo
d-paneling still works, even if kind of last year, because the rest of the decor is clean lines, simple shades of whites and neutrals and the lights on the ceiling look like the candy that comes on sheets of paper. The Harry's sign behind the bar lights up and changes colors as do the lights inside the blocks that make up the base of the tables. There is a bar in Tulsa, Oklahoma that started doing that a couple of years ago so it can't be hip anymore. It still works and is subtle enough that it isn't annoying or anything like some places where you are talking to someone but are always distracted by the fact that the person's face you are speaking with keeps changing colors because of the god damn lights. This isn't like that at all.

Now, this is a bar I can sink my teeth into. I can go there and look like shit (which I usually do as a 32 year old spinsta) and not feel like a total loser. I felt very comfortable. Maybe because I was one of 8 people in the entire bar, three of whom were with me and were the most attractive and best dressed in the house. I guess I felt like I was with the sexy customers if you will. The rest of the townies were kind of confused tarts and some very obvious guests of the hotel. It was fantastic. I hate going to bars where I feel like an anus and that was certainly NOT the case here.

Also, I hearted our waitress big time. Not pretentious at all. So many times, I feel like bartenders and waitstaff who work in the hotel industry are superdicks because they rarely rely on repeat customers. This place should have been busier because the drinks were reasonable and the waitstaff, at least our waitress was pretty perfect. I think she was of similar age and just glad she didn't have to talk to the Trishelle-alikes anymore.

I didn't feel like I was in a hotel bar, except for the fact that (and I kid you not) you had to pass the dance floor of a wedding reception in pr
ogress in order to use the ladies room. Not so bad for the punters of the bar, but I would NEVER get married where some asshole has to walk through my wedding on his way to make water. Grody to the max times 2.
Our tab for 4 people was around $18 which considering we had a variety of drinks from beer to wine to gimlets - it was cheap.

This place is perfect if you want to sit in a relatively empty but stylish little bar and have some cheaper drinks and not have to yell at each other. Plus, you can be the sexiest person in the place if you want.

The End,
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