Glitterbitch goes to Rehab.

Because we know you're already clock watching and wishing you could go out to play...

Despite a truly debauched weekend involving fake Oscar speeches and strippers, you still can't keep Glitterbitch down. Now, it was suggested that she might want to slow down and not go to every single party she's been invited to this week.

We agree. So we probably won't go to the one at our local library. We'll be in Rehab instead.

Don't worry. We're not doing an Amy Winehouse on you. When we say 'Rehab', we mean the regular club night at The Roxy. Not to be confused with The Roxy Bar and Screen, this little club is just off Oxford street and we're big fans. Although if you call the area Noho, we will have to hunt you down kill you.

At the start if the week, Glitterbitch is going out for one reason. To pretend it's Friday all over again. So we want loud music, loud people and lots of dancing. We don't care that we shouldn't be out. That makes it all the more fun.

This is why Roxy is so great. The people you find in this club don't care about anything. You know they're all there for the same reason as us: despite our best intentions, Mondays really do suck.

So what can expect from the Roxy? Well, cheap drinks for a start (we spend a shocking amount on cocktails this weekend) and they tell you to 'dress like a star'. All this while listening to some indie poppy tunes, and frankly we might leave work early just to find something spangly to wear.

The Roxy is at 3 Rathbone place. We'll be drinking cocktails in there between 10.30 and 3.

Written by Sian on 18 Feb 2008 11:04 AM. Permalink