So if you want the truth about this place here it is. Went to a friends bachelor party last night, we had a blast! Yes, it sucks that you can't buy alcohol in the club, but it is beer, wine, or champignon! And yes, it does suck that they don't allow your cell phone inside but they will hold it for you for 5$ with no worries of it disappearing. As far as reading all these reviews about the beat downs, they are true.. But it's all for fun an games, you pay them to beat grooms ass, but he deserves it and it is hilarious!
The girls there are mainly hot, all fat asses, some had no breasts, but you tell me where a strip club is with all 10s without spending all of p-diddys money.
All in all, a great time.
Let me just start off by extending my sincerest heart felt apologies to the ladies who work here.
It's not that I didn't like you, it's just that after watching some of you and your co-workers beating the absolute f*cking sh*t out of some of the patrons who felt that it might not be completely retarded to go up on stage and sign a waiver, in the dark no less, I felt just a little bit vulnerable and my self defense instincts just naturally kicked in. So if you're gonna come grab me or stick your hands up my shirt, just make sure that I see you coming. That's how we avoid accidents.
With that being said, some of these bitches are on steroids. I'm sure of it. How else does a 120 pound girl lift up a 200+ pound dude off the floor by his boxers? I've seen UFC fights with less people screaming OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!! at the same time. I've never been to prison, but I now realize why some people do something absolutely f*cking insane their first day there in order to not get f*cked with. The only way I'd go on stage is if I was in a full hockey goalie's uniform with a full mask, athletic cup, gloves and stick. And then I'd have to be in a shark cage that those underwater camera men use.
You should go here if you like getting punched in the face with a pubic bone. Fans of being in Mexican standoffs will also enjoy themselves. It's all the tension and fear of being in a Mexican standoff minus the guns. Can't get enough of being mugged in a back alley? This is your spot. If seediness describes your personal style, this place was made for you.
All in all, I was able to walk out of this place not bleeding so I consider it a win.
Here's are some tips for all you strip club novices:
1) If you get to the line outside the club and you are the only guy with a young lady, you probably shouldn't go in.
2) If every security guard has a look on his face of impending doom, you proabably shoudn't go in.
3) If the security guard says he needs to pat you don't and lock your phone away in a locker and check your bag and he looks like he really wants to strip search you before taking the $25 cover, you probably shouldn't go in.
4) If the main door to the club opens and the crowd sounds like the mob from Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome and you don't see any strippers anywhere, you probably shouldn't go in.
All these things happened to me when I went to Bare Exposure.
Needless to say, we didn't go in.
Have fun.
G
All the guys saying this is a good strip club must have never been to a strip club before.
The girls are kinda beatup looking (expected since it is Atlantic City). Â
However, the environment is filthy. Â The stage is small, guys are all walking around and standing around in groups. Â Occasionally a girl will dance on these poles in the middle of the room.
The lighting is poor. Â I have to say this is hands down the WORST strip club I have ever been to in my life. Â
There needs to be more full nude strip clubs out there. Â This was so disappointing that I cannot even put it into words. Â I have been to strip clubs down south and in New England. Â They topple this like no other.
Save yourself from this experience. Â Most people reviewing it must be first time strip club goers and jumping for joy when they see a nipple.
Great strip club, went here for my bachelor party and the whole group enjoyed it a lot. Â We went on a Sunday night which I felt made the experience better.
The worst part was trying to get into the club. Â 20$ cover. Â 5$ for cell phone/coat check combo. Â Just check your phone...security gives an intense pat down that will find a cell phone easily. Â
Girls weren't the best looking but they had a decent mix. Â Most of them were fun and generally easy going. Â Being a Sunday night there was only a total of 12-20 customers there throughout our time there. Â Awesome time to be there as we were pretty much the only people sitting up at the stage and we got a lot of attention from the girls. Â Lap dances were great and a lot of fun. Â
BYOB is great, a few doors down they have a bar that will sell you 6 packs, 6 packs of coronas were 12$. Â Great compared to the rest of the bars in AC. Â All in all when we come back to AC we will be coming back to Bare Exposure.
I was just re-reading this review and it looks like we were being cheap. Â But part of what annoyed me so much about the BE was that they kicked us out for not spending enough money - problem with that is that me and my boy Steve WERE spending a lot of money, not on ourselves but on our boy who had just returned from 10 months in Afghanistan. Â We tried to explain but the epic f.a.i.l. had too much momentum and could not be slowed down. Â Oh well.
Review Source:I was here for a recently bachelor party and have some mixed feelings on Bare Exposure. My group had an absolute, balls-to-the-wall good time and Bare Exposure was part of the fun. But make no mistake there are some factors that everyone should know about before walking in the door.
First, it's fully nude. Good.
Second, it's BYOB. Good too because you'll save money by not having to buy overpriced $8/bottle Bud Lights.
Third, most of the girls are gorgeous and there's enough variety in the gene pool for just about anyone to find a lady or two to his/her liking. Great, all good so far!
Well here's the catch. Being BYOB means that you'll have to use the clubs coolers to keep your beer cold. Though if you do you're likely to be missing quite a few beers from random moochers. Be prepared to either drink warm beer if you keep it on hand or frequently leave to buy another six-pack next door.
Also, the club is tiny and seating is extremely limited. Get used to standing. The few chairs available are all mostly crowded around the stage.
While I said earlier that most of the girls are gorgeous there are a few ladies that are well past their prime. Ladies that would look more at home behind the wheel of a Dodge Caravan the surlily swinging around a pole at the club.
Last and perhaps most importantly - if you're a bachelor prepare to get the shit beaten out of you on stage. At some point the ladies will inevitably drag you onstage for a brutal dance that can involve anywhere from 1 to 3 strippers (depending on how generous you and your buddies are). The abuse includes pantsing and beating the bachelors across the ass with their own belts, purple-nurples (nipple twisting) and ball-crushing lap dancing. For spectators it's sort of fun to watch - the first time. By the 3rd, 4th, 5th.... bachelors that get the same treatment the comical appeal is mostly gone.
Still, you might be too drunk to notice any of the negatives.
PS - You have to check the cellphone at the door. Don't lose the ticket or expect an ordeal trying to get it back.
I'm definitely not a strip club type of guy at all. I just never really understood the point of paying money to get teased. That being said, for my bachelor party we had an awesome time at Bare Exposure.
The thing you need to remember is that you're in AC. Not Vegas. Not ClassyTown. Atlantic City. The town is so terrible there are HBO documentaries about its seediness. Remember that and Bare Exposure is a pretty all right place. I thought there were also a good amount of attractive ladies working.
***The following is what my review of Bare Exposure might look like, if I was ever to go into such an establishment. Because going into such an establishment would displease my girlfriend, and we all know that I would never do anything to displease my girlfriend.***
Perhaps it's just after witnessing the disgustingness that is most New Orleans strip clubs, but this spot seemed comparatively respectable. At least as much as paying to see naked women can be respectable.
First of all, it's BYOB. Because after all, nothing says class like carrying your own case of beer into a strip club. We were celebrating, so of course we got Miller High Life. Because it's the champagne of beers.*
Secondly, the dancers range from horribly frightening to fairly attractive, with most falling on the latter part of the spectrum. If you happen to see one of the former, AVOID EYE CONTACT. I'm just trying to look out for you.
A final note: if I was a bachelor,** I would keep it a secret from these women. They are VICIOUS to the men of the hour. It's purportedly all in good fun, but they rip the man's boxers, and whip him furiously with his own belt. Your ass will have a SERIOUS purple welt the next day...not a good look if your fiance is not the understanding type. I think the hatred these girls have for men after working in such a place manifests itself in this act.
And they make the bachelor sign a waiver. That should be enough of a warning sign.
I bet that picture isn't the one you were hoping for.
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*I actually hate High Life, so I drank Bud instead.
**I am a bachelor. I suppose I mean if I was THE bachelor, for whom a party was being thrown.
Bachelor Party Weekend Review Part Two: Bare Exposure
After polishing off our classy dinner in our classy suits at classy establishment Ruth's Chris, my buddies took me to the requisite bachelor party stop, the strip club.
Bare Exposure is a fully nude establishment, which means they can't serve liquor there. However, through the magic of legal loopholes, that doesn't prevent you from bringing in your own liquor.
And by liquor, I mean cases of Natty Ice, which is what most of the clientele brought in. Ah, drunk, overly aggressive dudes, battling for the attention of women whose eyes let you know that they are miles away. Ladies spraying lysol on the poles their coworkers just danced on. Standing room only.
These brief descriptions may make it seem like I didn't enjoy my time here, but no, I did. But more from a distance. I enjoyed the overall experience of it. I loved how out of place my group was in our suits. I enjoyed the beatings given to bachelors on stage(luckily my bachelor party was kept on the DL). And most of all I enjoyed the fact that once you leave the "theme park" 3 block radius around the casino, you just instantly feel dirty.
Will I come back here again? Only if its for someone else's bachelor party.
Since this is the closest "museum" (look but don't touch) to the AC strip, it's very popular. It's also BYOB, all nude and so popular that on a Saturday night in August, a group of guys (and yours truly) waited an hour to get inside. The place was packed.
We received a pager and went next door to have a few beers. An hour later (midnight) we got in. We paid admission and walked in with our cases of beer.
Standing room only, fellas. Think of it as a larger subway car during rush hour with more people trying to get in, only you have beer. A few dancers came around asking if we wanted lap dances. Of course I bought some for my friends. Talent was not drool or sponge-worthy (if there really was a male version of it).
The main attraction was center stage, home of the "hot seat." Two dancers make a bachelor strip down to his boxers. They rip his boxers and proceed on whipping his bum with his own belt. Then he sits down and receives a "high ride" where the dancer jumps on him. This was entertaining until the 3rd consecutive one. I then started paying attention to the tv's. I felt good when it was time to leave.
Skank-tacular. I'd rather squander my money in the casino.
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