98 West Broadway Street
Arnolds Park, IA 51331
Dickinson County
Phone: (712) 332-7879
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by stella d. on ah yes. i like this place because the dance floor reminds me of "save the last dance" and i mean the people who come to dance to jellybean's music are just hard core. and i quote my friend "this is not a place to get picked up. this is a dance competition"
by mama J. on Mama doesn't like personal space invaders. Believe me, I'm gonna LET you know when it's ok to touch me. I have no problem with a little arrogance at the velvet rope. I get the drill. You want to create a buzz about your club? Make it a little hard for people to get inside. And that's what I'd heard bout Vessel. That it's a cool new spot that plays good music, but that it was kind of a scene. Whatever. Mama can knock that down. What I do have a problem with is a club suffering from a Napolean complex. You wanna bring NYC-attitude on me? Fine. But at least have the salts to back that shit up. Vessel does not. I came here on a Saturday night. Sure, it's THE night to go out. All the people who never go out for some reason will go out on a Saturday and just muck up the works for us seasoned A-listers. And Vessel is one of the "IT" places these days. Knowing these things, I prepared a check list: 1) team of hot chicks? check. 2) 1 sassy ringleader to talk to the bouncer? check. (hint: that's me) 3) a few token cool dudes who can hang and provide appropriate cock-blockage when called upon? check. Ok, so let's do this thang. Walking up to Vessel, I knew I had to bring my A-game. The "line," if you wanna call it that, was the tip off. It was more of an amoeba. One gelatinous mass of pretty-people desperately looking to be picked before the last round in kick ball. And who was the team captain with all this power? One, single bouncer. So, mama instructs her team to wait nearby and struts up to the bouncer. I'm not gonna lie, I looked good. And I can turn on the flirty sass like a pro and leave them fools stutterin'. Me: head tilt, sultry eyes--"What's the chances of me and my crew gettin' in there tonight?" Bouncer: equally impressive alpha male gestures--forward shoulder shrug, sideways head cock, lookin me up and down--"That all depends on you, beautiful." Me: inner thought "dammit! I gotta actually play this game right now?!" actual words: "Why you think I'm the one up here talkin' to you, sugar?" Bouncer: eye- fuck-ing- me- with- eve-ry- syl-la-ble- ut-tered. "I dunno. Maybe cuz you wanna ditch your crew and come up on here for a little VIP with me." Me: starting to get grossed out now, taking a step back from Alpha Bouncer--"Oh, as much as I'd like to, you know I can't do that. I'm loyal like that. Why don't you hit us all up with the VIP?" a couple bats of my eyelashes. Bouncer: retaking step towards me, extending hand towards me, and his finger unctiously caresses my neck-- Me: in my mind action--knee to groin, round house kick to face, me grabbin my crew and walkin my Marc Jacobs right on over his ass into the club actual words--"did you seriously just put your hands on me? Oh no. I'm not havin' that. You best go look up what VIP means. I believe respect is an integral component." Bouncer: befuddled, shocked, speechless, personifying impotence. Me: using my most emasculating stare--"Oh, I'm sorry am I using too big of words for you?" Heal spin, bootie shift and hair toss. I grabbed my crew. One of my friends asks: "mama (yes, people actually do call me mama), what's the deal?" Me: "Well, let's just say that I'm not gonna go down on a bouncer to get into a club that plays house music." Friends: "Seriously, the music sucks. And what's up with the crowd? Kinda young and green if you ask me." Me: "Yeah, let's go to Otis." Later at Otis, the bouncer kids and asks for my I.D. He then winks and says, "there's a private party upstairs, but you, beautiful, and your crew are more than welcome to check it out." Now that's VIP.
