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So, darling, I was in the Met Bar on Saturday night...

Sax

13:48 / 12.05.03

... and I thought to myself: "Just how does what is basically a very small, dingy and horrendously expensive hotel bar blag itself almost mythical status?"

I mean, I know the Met Bar's time was a good four years ago and you're less likely to see Tamara Beckwith snorting cocaine off the shaved back of some young city trader these days, but it was still maintaining a ridiculously exclusive air and people were clamouring to get in.

How did the legend of the Met Bar begin? Why did a pretty unassuming place get such a reputation? And where do the Beautiful People go now?

sleazenation

15:14 / 12.05.03

we could tell you, but we'd have to kill you...

that

15:25 / 12.05.03

Shaved back??? That's so wrong. Perhaps they should have in-house back waxings...to better the tone.

Do SM clubs have waxings? They really ought to.

Jub

15:25 / 12.05.03

No one bar stands out like the Met Bar did. But I'd say there are two main fore runners:

Sketch, in Mayfair which is a bar/restaurant and Wellingtons which is a very exclusive members only bar.

Gary Lactus

15:27 / 12.05.03

No answers to your questions, sorry. Did you see any celebrities? How much was a pint? Last night we got takeaway, tore up a copy of heat and dined off the faces of the stars. Catherine Zeta Jones got curry all over her face. Stupid head.

The Natural Way

16:24 / 12.05.03

I used to work with a bunch of krands who drank at this horrid sub-Met Bar dive called 'The Whitehouse'. Full of really nasty wannabes. As far as I could tell, the only reason they drank there was so they could talk about/take the piss out of who they'd seen. It was really low. The need to participate is some kind of *glamorous* celebrity lifestyle really put me off people who, otherwise, I kind of liked.

Lame.

Whisky Priestess

16:36 / 12.05.03

I don't suppose Chinawhite counts any more, does it? Good.

Personally I take all my dates/friends/drinking pals to Bar Chocolate on D'Arblay Street, Soho, but that's cos it does nice lattes and cocktails, has a sofa and isn't at all exclusive.

Checked out Sketch online though and it looks pretty awesome, as well as being 5 mins from my office. Might have my leaving drinks there and hope that thanks to the exclusivity nobody bar me can get in. Bitter, moi? (Not at those prices ...)

And what were you doing in the swanky Met, Sax? I thought you Northerners were bluff straight-talking down-to-earth sons of toil who didn't hold with poncy cocktail bars?

Sax

06:01 / 13.05.03

Heh. Quite right, too. I was very tempted to call the head barman over and say: "Ee, I was just telling the good lady wife, it's a champion little place you've got here." But Mrs Sax was dead against that kind of humiliation.

No, the only reason I was in the Met Bar is I'm an unrelenting star-fucker.

And it cost twenty-five quid for three bottles of Peroni and two (small) glasses of Chardonnay.

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