The only reason why I am giving this place a 4 stars is because I rate this a AFTER PARTY CLUB. So, this is the type of place you go to when you went to the other clubs. On top of which, the confetti & the fog machines all over the dance floor end your night with a BANG! You'll look like Kesha after this club; smeared eye makeup, confetti in your dress and ass and your hair will look like a fro --from all the humidity from the fog machines. You'll enjoy reruns of music over and over from the DJ (maybe it was just that night or maybe I was partying way too much), but, the club really made my friend look like a hot mess. And that's just the way you want to end a typical Vegas night.
Review Source:First, it's pretty far way from civilization, but also the club was just not worth it. We got in for free and hung out with some people at their table, so we didn't have to pay for anything, but it still wasn't worth it. It was maybe 2:30am when we got there. It was pretty empty and the music was Techno. I'll pass on the club. Can't completely speak on the hotel.
Review Source:Honestly I had a really good time here with a couple of friends on a Sunday night. The music was great and there was enough room on the dancefloor even though this is a small club. There was a cluster of a line outside the club but the bouncers were pretty cool. I was underaged when this club was open back in the day so I don't know how it is now compared to how it was.
Review Source:The first time I wanted to check out this club I looked at the crowd and they were all ghetto!!! So we left. The second time.. The bouncer was on a power trip and expected us to pay cover PLUS tip! We were 4 females! What club charges for 4 girls to go in?! They have really bad customer service! I'm not even going to try a third time here. Not worth it. And pleeeeease notice the date on all the positive comments for this club! They happened in 2009! It's so not like this anymore!
Review Source:Rolled on over to Body English for after hours after starting my night at Lavo. Â I sorta/kinda remember getting to the Hard Rock...not much of a line around 2:30ish but we were on a guest list and no problems getting in. Â Stopped at the bar upstairs to buy my ladies a round of drinks...$50 for 4 drinks...not surprised, and actually not too bad. Â I once paid $22 for a redbull/vodka in Vegas. *&^*$(**&%#*!!?!??!!
Once again, a million and one stairs to get downstairs. This is the worst idea ever when ladies in heels are involved.
The dance floor was small, not crowded, but fun. Â You knew that the people here were all pretty much wasted, but ready to keep the party going. Â (I usually end up at Drai's for my afterhours, but since it's temporarily closed...) Â The DJ was...eh. Â Trust me, I love my EDM, and will be back for EDC in Vegas, but this was straight too much techno for me. Â The untse untse's never changed. Â It gets too repetitive for me.
So I wandered over to the downstairs bar for another drink, and my experience here is what really left a bad taste in my mouth. Â Facing the bar I was on the far left side. Â The female waitress straight ignored me for a good 5-7 minutes, serving all of the men around me. Â I am a patient bar fly, waiting my turn and not hounding the bartenders. Â But when my whole side of the bar was empty, and she decided to hug and chat with her male friend that stopped by, even looking at my and obviously deciding she didn't want to serve me, Â I had had enough. Â Marched right on down to the other female bartender who was hustling to serve folks, and had a drink within a minute. Â I told her she was doing an excellent job and that her coworker was a lazy, rude b*tch, and she just shook her head in silent agreement. Â I would rather brave the stairs and go back to the upstairs bar than give that stupid a$$ my money. Â At the end I hoped she would serve me so that I could give her a big fat ZERO tip.
Body English...get your bartenders in check. Â I have never been treated so rudely in Vegas. Â Will I be back? Not unless I'm dragged.
Bonus: after hours.
Bogus: rudest bartender ever.
This was my first "Nightclub on the Strip" experience, when a friend came into town and really wanted to do the nightclub thing. The main conclusion I came to after a long night at Body English was this:
I do not think I enjoy Nightclubs.
There are like, lots of people, and they all try to touch you, it's loud as hell, and the booze is expensive and not very good. I think I am a "quiet lounge, excellent cocktail, and conversation" kind of girl.
So take the rest of this review with that grain of salt.
Pros:
- My two companions (both ladies), had a blast., which was by far the most important thing for me that night.
- I emailed the "get on the guest list" link, got on the guest list, and had no problems getting in. I presented my locals ID, and myself and my two friends all got in with no cover. I would have really been pissed if I'd have had to pay the $30 cover, but that my friends' didn't have to either was a super nice plus.
- We got free champagne bracelet things, which I think was because we had breasts. I'm still not entirely sure. I was only able to make use of it once, before the heat made me realize drinking more was a fast track to passing the hell out.
- The bouncers were doing their job, and the one dude that wouldn't take "no" for an answer disappeared quite abruptly after I quite literally threw my dignity out the window and ran away from him. Thanks for being awesome, awesome bouncers.
- Thank god for those cryo-mister things. Every time I thought I was going to pass out or through up from heat stroke, they turned on, and bought me another 20 minutes of time
Cons:
- It was a little confusing on how to get in. The "on the guest list" podium was out in the middle of the casino floor, which was sort of odd.
- The bartenders were sort of jerks when they realized I just wanted a cup of water, not a $9 bottle of the stuff. I gave the main one a $5 tip, which I felt was pretty reasonable for just a cup of water, but apparently not.
- There were a lot of people that offered my companions stuff (drinks, a chair, etc), and then announced the price. They were a little bewildered by this the first few times, and annoyed the next.
- That one dude that wouldn't take "no" for an answer seemed representative of about 50% of the male clientele.
- The DJ was just sort of "meh". He was a very "top 40 remix" DJ, which was as advertised, and as expected. Nothing remarkable, nothing that bad. Very forgetable
Umm.... this place needs to reevaluate their idea of what HOUSE MUSIC is.... Â I could have made an exception for my $20 fireball on ice iiif and only if for the 1hr I was there the "DJ" knew of more than (literally) 2 beats... I had more fun in the hotel room which is sooo sad considering I am in VEGAS!! I know its an after hours club... Â and most people are already fucked up and don't care where they are at...but this is just pathetic!!!
Review Source:This place is the worst club ever! We got in free with our military IDs but that's where the cool stopped and the overrated, poser, wannabe B.S. started. First, we ordered a drink from the bar - 2 drinks, $31 plus tip! Ouch! And when my hubby asked if that was right and why was it so expensive, a shitty bartender said, "because it's a Vegas nightclub" basically making my hubby feel like he's the ass for asking. Then, I agree with the other review that if you don't get bottle service, you're basically treated like cattle. No place to sit. No place to go. And if that's not enough, the people are just rude! I was stepped on, shoved and basically trampled before I finally gave up. What a waste of a good night!
Review Source:I honestly came into this club knowing absolutely nothing about it at all! The front entrance of the club looked like a bit of a mess, there were multiple lines and groups of people all over the place. We had bottle service set up and it seemed like the door guys were a bit of douche bags - a bit too high and mighty with that clip board. No need to be a dick!
We had bottle service in the "hip hop" room - which I swear to god was more like a hallway.
Now the DJ in this room was Amazeballs - played all the hits and had my ass shaking all night long! He was super nice, willing to take requests (even though he really didn't need any) and was actually from the Bay - where one of my girls is from. Super cool dude.
I can't say anything really negative about the music in the hip hop room. The main room is house (oontz oontz oontz) and just so not my thing - so I never really went out there. But the Hip Hop room itself is super small, just one strip on the side of the club. We were honestly the only people with bottle service in there so it didn't seem like something you really needed to get a bottle for. I don't recall that many other people really dancing - but i was pretty wasted.
The hostess and security was on point and really nice. Anytime some dude came around was getting to "handsy" or pushy they quickly got him the hell out of there which was really comforting. Like most clubs in Vegas, water doesn't come free here. Its $9 a bottle and if you don't want a hangover,, you will be spending a ton on water. Unless your like me and my bestie - when a guy comes up to you and asks to buy you a drink, just ask for a bottle of water :)
Overall - it would be nicer if they gave free water, if the Hip Hop room was larger in size and maybe if the main room had a little variety in the music they played. Oh and get less douchebag door guys.
Hadn't been to Body English in at least 6-7 years, back when Paris Hilton, AC Slater and Pauly Shore all collided on the dance floor on the same night. Â I wasn't high, but seeing that confluence of characters sure made me check my drink for hallucinogenics.
Ive always liked Body English because it's got a high energy and intimate vibe to it. Â Contrased with the likes of XS, Pure and Tryst which basically have the initmacy of a basketball arena.
According to other reviewers, Body English just reopened after months of remodeling. Â It looks like they moved the DJ to a more prominent spot right in the middle of the dance floor, cutting down on some of the dance space.
Came here on a Sunday night, and I would say it was pretty hot. Â Not firing on all cylinders as youd expect on a Fri/Sat, but still a damn good showing for a Sunday night.
Head over around midnight, that's when things get rolling.
It's a typical Vegas club. Rude bouncers, expensive drinks, and annoying music for after hours. If I don't walk up to the bouncer dressed like a hussy I get passed over. Seriously annoying since I am a local of 20 plus years. I have no issue when I wear a dress and heels. My issue is I like to go to clubs to dance not complain about my feet all night. That is a typical Vegas club for you.
I go back back because they have brought in some awesome DJs and I am a fan of the hotel. I also went to this club years ago and loved it. I was not a fan of Vanity at all.
I would encourage you to keep an eye on their calendar because they do bring in some great talent. Recently Doc Martin and Sneak played!
I came to Body English the other week for some deep house lessons from the masters themselves, DJ Sneak and Doc Martin. Â Needless to say, I was not disappointed! From the get-go, I was a fan of Body English - there's a promo list where girls can get in free before midnight, and if you didn't know "free" is one of my top five F-words.
The venue is great though the dance floor could be bigger - but I understand the need for tables and bottle service. Â Great vibe and a fun, vibrant crowd that's not your typical Vegas types - I'll definitely be back, and with friends!
Worst club ever. Crappy music and drink prices are seriously outrageous. There isn't any  place to sit unless you get bottle service, which pretty much blocks up most of the club. If you don't get bottle service there isn't too much of the club you can see as most of it is roped off. There are bouncers literally everywhere you turn that that you feel like you're in a strip club. This club is supposed to be the new hot club in vegas, but its seriously lacking. At least get better DJs.
Review Source:I see most of these reviews are for back in the day, which still baffles me.
I LOVE Body English and know that it re-opened set my heart a flutter and brought back memories of drunken Jessica's past.
First and foremost, Body English get packed late because as of now, (with the temporary closing of Drai's) it is one of two After Hours spots. Not ready for the party be over at 3 AM, your choices are limited.
Body English is on point. They are spinning house until the wee hours of the morning. Bringing in great underground and semi-mainstream DJs.
If you have a group of 6 ladies they can give you a comp ladies bottle (just paying $75 for gratuity) isn't that bad at all, especially by Vegas standards.
There is the small Red Room that spins hip-hop and has a little bar in the back of that space.
I urge you all to give Body English a try. Dance and drink and play until the sun comes up at this lovely spot, twice as much Mr. Lucky's in the Hard Rock Hotel is the absolute best spot to soak up all the booze!
Came here for an industry sponsored after-party on a Friday night. It wasn't your normal Vegas club night with hordes of scantily clad women since this specific industry is dude-saturated, so I won't even go there. I got in easily since I was industry. No hassle even, so I'm glad that the bouncers know who's VIP and who's not. Neener. The separate line to get in for non-guests was longish. My non-VIP friends were in it for about 30 minutes.
Like all Vegas clubs, there's probably gonna be a cover and power-hungry bouncers, but it's how it is. It could have been worse where most everyone gets turned away, but it wasn't. My friends got in eventually. I really liked the set up of this dance club. There weren't any huge choke points where the crowd piles up. Dance floor is smack in the center with a visible nerdy bowtied DJ up top. I didn't get a fancy feel from this club, but you can't really call this a high-end.
We decided to check out the new Body English and came in on RE-Opening night. Â Our group got a table and received a free bottle of champagne. Â The service was great, but like most clubs, the waitresses and runners are constantly up in your BIDnass! Â It was quite annoying to be asked by three different waitresses within a 10 minute time span if you needed anything, and this pretty much went on ALL night. Â The minute you sucked your last drop of drink through your straw, she was RIGHT there refilling it for you. Â I hate complaining because some would call this excellent service, but c'mon! It was as if they were trying to get us wasted, and as a result, we flew through our bottles quickly and had to buy more. (I know what you're thinking: SUUUURE, blame it on the waitress, alckey!)
The club itself looks pretty much the same, with the DJ booth being on the opposite side of the dance floor from where it used to be. Â I think the atmosphere they are going for is dark, goth dungeon. Â They had gogo dancers wearing all black with black angel wings, goth girls whipping you with leather whips as you go in and out of the bathroom, and big burly men with no shirts on with gas masks on their faces. Â The theme was quite fun and interesting. Â The gogos were all beautiful and in such amazing shape that I myself who works out almost every day felt ashamed of the cheeseburger I had eaten earlier in the day. Â We had a table, which for Vegas standards was pretty damn cheap, but some friends who bought drinks at the bar said they were outrageous. Â Typical. Â
Overall, we had a great time. Â I hope that the club survives with the competition of the big-name DJ clubs on the strip. Â I've always loved Body English. Â Depending on the music they bring in, we'd definitely like to go back.
REOPENING of the infamous nightclub, Body English, is set for Friday, December 28, just in time for an indulgent New Year's 2013 celebration. For limited guest list and bottle service text Vern - VIP Host 208.559.2404
Description
BODY ENGLISH
Located underground, Body English offers intimate lighting, elegant leather booth,
and multiple bars and dance floors.
My friends and I (there were 12 of us) signed up for the guestlist and were able to get in without having to wait in line and cover for the guys was only $20! Good deal for Vegas standards!
Notes:
- free champagne (Fri) for ladies until midnight (<a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz_photos/GCRvrxMSC1nzShyM4Y-guQ?select=0NqG3Mo8IrAJzKoZHJNVsg">http://www.yelp.com/biz_…</a>) ...the glasses were HUGE and it wasn't crappy bubbly either
- got really crowded eventually but it was pretty much a sausagefest
- there were 2 levels in there and the pathway to the restrooms was super dark...you have been warned (don't stumble into the wrong one)
- got SO cold in there but the random blasts of icy air was appreciated at some point while dancing
- we danced on little platform in the middle where they very strictly allowed only girls to go on (<a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz_photos/GCRvrxMSC1nzShyM4Y-guQ?select=2EgqxyodxoItTZ1Kxcf-2A">http://www.yelp.com/biz_…</a>)
- DJ played some old school and recent jams
I would come back for the free champagne! =P
Unghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Seth + Body English = hospital
I have a habit of coming here for the open bar from 10-11, getting entirely too cocked, and then not remembering how I woke up in a hospital with a couple of bandages.
Somehow ended up at the table on the dance floor, the middle one, and it's insanity. What is it about tables and bottle service that turn girls into instant whores? It's hilarity.
Bonus side note, one of the girls who my cousin was dancing with the entire night... he and I had been having a conversation about like - what these girls do when they're not clubbing, you know? Literally 20 minutes later, we're walking through fashion show mall, and there she is - his girl - handing out perfume samples.
Anyway, Body English was the balls. Great service, good fun!
Champagne Fridays. Free champagne for the ladies. I thought it was only one complimentary glass, but nope. As much as we wanted until midnight. Gotta love that.
The club was surprisingly spacious. Not as big as the other ones, but it being 2 floors definitely helped with the overcrowdedness. Dance floor on the bottom. With random bursts of chilled smoke blasting from the ceiling. Fun!!
Dresscode is upscale, but not sure how strictly they enforce that since there were guys in tshirts and girls in tanktops. Definitely sign up for the guestlist if you plan to party here!
I ROCK at texting.
Yup, I really do. Â I"ve mastered the art of T9. Â So much so that I no longer need to look at my keypad. Â (Well, ok, sometimes I do, like, if it's a complicated word I'm trying to type...but, for the most part, no.)
That's why I decided that I could be an awesome LV club promoter. Â All they do is stand outside the club, bust out their smartphone and text away to clients. Â Honestly. Â They text people ALL night. Â Confirm people by text for the VIP list? Â I would SO be awesome at that!
Anyway, after showing my 'confirmation text' to the skeptical and somewhat scary bouncer, they ushered us through the line. Â Girls had comped admission, thankfully. Â (Too bad they made me go back to the front and get a piece of paper which verified that I was actually ON the VIP list. Â Seriously? Â Ugh.) Â Usually, girls are $20 and guys are $30. Â Ouch. Â
Music was GREAT here - a mix of old school and new school hip-hop. Â My friend and I hung out upstairs, where we basically admired or laughed at everyone walking down onto the dance floor. Â As there were a ton of bachelorette parties that night, you can imagine the hot mess-ness taking place in the club.
And, since it's Vegas, drinks are expensive. Â The (nice) male bartender only charged me $7 per drink initially; however, the girls decided it was ok to charge me $14 for a red bull/vodka. Â *sigh* Â Robbery, I swear.
Fun night, though. Â It made me contemplate this career change to club promoter. Â Hmmmmm, perhaps....;)
The lighting, the size of the place and the grand stair entrance alone would've given this place three stars.
The crowd and the music lower it down to two.
Why? While the line wasn't bad, the free-for-ladies/$20 cover for guys (as well as the top 40 mix) typical, and drinks somehow finding their way into my hands courtesy of my friends don't warrant a low rating, the crowd does.
When my friends and I weren't being pestered by guys in Ed Har- sorry, Christian Audigier (gotta step it up for Vegas, right guys?), persistent Asian guys who like to find their way back to the girls who denied them and subsequently talk shit on them with their other rejected friends, frat boys, etc., it was PACKED. Usually that's not such a bad thing rather than simply expected, until the huge Samoan guy who dry humped every unsuspecting girl ends up hitting some Amazon black girl from the back with their clothes on and her head ends up bobbing in and out of your circle of friends. It was traumatizing.
I have to admit, though, it's not a boring place. If I wasn't so critical of people in general, I probably would've really enjoyed the club for what it was.
Ummmm, am I in Huntington Beach? Â Because the crowd here sure does feel like the "bros" I know in HB. Â Or, they could also be the guys from Daisy of Love. Â Tomato Tamato.
Tattooed sleeve on at least one arm: Check.
Spiky hair that obviously took longer to do than my own: Check.
Large silver jewelry with skulls or nautical stars: Check
Douchey attitude: Check
I'd bet these guys also drive oversized trucks with a set of balls hanging off the back. Â Ick.
OK so enough about the guys there. Â The club itself is pretty cool. Â It's two stories, and it has a vampire type feel to it. Â To enter you have to go down a dark stairway and then the club is 2 levels under that. Â I can't quite explain it, but I feel like selma hayek is suddenly going to start dancing on the bar and then the place will turn into complete vampire mayhem. Â Next time maybe I should wear garlic or possibly bring a wooden stake. Â I regress...
Big dance floor with stage in the middle. Â But, why are guys not allowed to dance on the stage? Â Is it because they are THAT douchey? Â I mean seriously, I was a little offended. Â I've never heard of such a thing. Â There shouldn't be favoritism on the dance floor based on sex. Â Period.
The DJ on Friday night was damn good. Â He played everything from current stuff to old biggie songs like "nasty girl"... one of my personal biggie favorites. Â Anyways, yeah, good DJ. Â
The place gets VERY packed and the dance floor gets a little too packed to even move. Â There are smoke machines that blow a crap load of smoke onto the dance floor about every 15 minutes or so, which normally would be kinda irritating but the smoke is cold and it cools down the air on the dance floor. Â So the smoke is cool with me.
The bathrooms are quite the mission. Â There's no sign or indication of where they are. Â In fact, you have to follow an exit sign down a completely black hallway to get there. Â Sketchy. Â Vampirey. Â Weird.
Drinks were good and the bartenders were pretty quick about turning around drink orders. Â But the only light beer served was coors light. Â Boo.
Overall I like this club, if I could just get over the guys and the vampire feel i'd like it a lot more.
it's the sunday night hot spot, but talk about DOUCHE BAG CENTRAL! OH. MY. GAWD. everywhere i looked, i was greeted by pure trash. ed hardy, skanky girls in lingerie, ugly people (ha!). Â if you're looking for a more sophisticated or "classy" clientele, this is not it.
only locals and industry folk get in free on sundays, and if you're with a group of guys, forget it. once again, my group of guys and girls (8 total) paid off the bouncer $100 to get in.
was it worth it? HELL NO!!!!!!!!!!!! i will never EVAR (ok, maybe if im super drunk or peer pressured) come back!
and what's up with the carpet? i felt like i was stepping in gum all night! ick.
When I think of a club in Vegas, I think of Body English as the prototype for most. Â There's a lot of haters of this club but based on what I read of these reviews, these people would have been unhappy anywhere in Vegas where a) they weren't given free entry or b) bottle service was practically mandatory to live it up.
Breaking it down - what you get out of a club depends on what you're looking for:
1) HOOK UP
VERY attractive crowd. Â Probably the best looking in Vegas - particularly in VIP. Â Ratio of women to men is 3-1 initially with it gradually moving to 3-2 as the night moves on. Â
...GUYS - I hope you have more than just game, because these women seriously want guys with bottle service & loose wallets. Â
...LADIES - I hope you're smiling your brightest & wearing your tightest because you're gonna be competing against the Mariah Carey lookalikes and the off-duty strippers from the Paradise. Â And they can ALL dance, so if you don't get the velvet rope lifted immediately for you, don't hate - but you can assume you don't rate.
...otherwise, get ready party people - you're about to compete against the Varsity team.
2) DANCE/MUSIC
There's good news and bad news.
...GOOD NEWS is that if you like industrial, trance, or rock/house, this is the place. Â With DJ Scotty Boy on the 1's and 2's, (DJSB's now the 5th highest rated DJ in world according to DJ Time Magazine... Man, this dude used to do gigs for KROQ in LA, and now look at 'im!) it's not hard for the younger booty bouncer to get your groove on. Â
...BAD NEWS is that Fri/Sat you can NOT move on the dance floor. Â It's got to be some sort of fire code violation. Â This is the same way it's been since the place was the non-descript & hidden "Babies" night club back 10 years ago. (Got shutdown for violations involving illicit adult activities in VIP too many times)
(WORD-TO-THE-WISE: Â A while back, some obnoxious f-cks used to use laser pointers each weekend to 'pick out' girls to come to their reserved areas. Â From what I saw a bouncer do to one shirtless wonder pulling that move, you do NOT want to be doin' that. Â Holster those lasers, fellas.)
3) SOCIALIZING
If you're under 28, this is probably a club with your prime demographic. Â It's definitely more of a younger person's place. Â For socializing, you're gonna be fronting $300+ for bottle service because there's just no other way to sit and chat with either your friends or the hottie you pulled off the dance floor. Â (Make reservations beforehand by calling 303-229-0618)
...NO BOTTLE SERVICE? Â If you don't have bottle service, well, mingling is really only possible on the overhang above the dance floor which is mostly where guys seem to be hanging out while the girls dance their asses off. Â (A girl I knew called it, "Losers Lane"... Â damn!) Â
...GIRLS - you'll have a ton of fun with your GFs, but don't expect too much other than guys leering from the sides while you're on the dance floor. Â It's too loud and there's too little room to really notice anyone.
CONCLUSION:
Although this scene has admittedly passed me by, I can recognize that for the right demographic, (young & hot, or rich & famous) this would be a great place to spend the night. Â It ain't for everyone though.
4-stars.
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INSIDER'S HINT: Â A BACKDOOR INTO BODY ENGLISH
If you're a black chip player, and you've been playing for a few hours during your stay, have the pit boss call a host. Â Tell him that you want to go to Body English later and ask him if he can arrange that. Â Arrange a time and your host will walk you right past the line and through the velvet rope. Â No wait, no palm greasing. Â If you can bet a couple black chips a hand, you're the demographic they want.
Hot sweaty dudes on the dance floor? No thanks.
Fighting for drinks at the bar? No thanks.
Not being able to chill and sit for ten minutes? No thanks.
Waiting 10 minutes to use the gross bathroom? No thanks.
Thank God for VIP bottle service!
Body English took good care of me and my friends this past summer. Here's how it went it down:
Called the reservation line and was assigned a VIP Host named Justin.
I was told that the minimum order was one bottle which is $400-425. The catch is that your res isn't secured unless you show up when the club first opens at 10pm. 10pm? Way too early. I was thinking more like midnight or 1am. So you "take care" of your VIP Host and he will take care of you. I told him specifically that I wanted a table section that overlooked the central dance floor.
Translation: Tip your VIP Host $100.
It seems super tacky, but my boy Justin delivered on his end. As a result, my friends and I:
1) Were able to play at the BlackJack tables in the Casino right up until we were ready to partay.
2) Skipped the line by simply dropping Justin's name at the door. The bouncers welcomed us and said they were expecting me. Justin arrived and personally escorted us into the club via the VIP entrance.
3) Roll into the club in style by taking the private elevator up to the VIP level. Midget operated the elevator which was kinda surreal.
4) Had THE best table in the club with THE most attractive cocktail server. All the cocktail servers are pretty en fuego at Body English. More importantly, they are very cool and want you to have a good time.
5) Ordered one bottle of Grey Goose which our pretty server kept pouring for us with a smile based on our preferences: on the rocks, club soda w/ lime, cranberry, etc.
6) Had access to a wait free clean washroom!
7) Had access to comfortable plush sofas and chairs. All private sections are spacious.
8) Had access to a great view of the dancefloor and DJ. In particular, the go-go dancers were off the charts.
9) Could leave VIP and dance and invite guests back to VIP with us. Not all clubs allow this.
Clubbing is all about music and friends for me. So the VIP service makes sense b/c all of your friends can have space to chill together. Of course, eye candy never hurts. =P Justin checked in with the table every now and then to make sure every thing was kosher. Ultimately, the evening cost a total $600 for 4 of us or $150 per head. Cover charge would have been $30 a head. 4 guys at 5 drinks each equals 20 total drinks that, with tip, would cost roughly $400 anyway. So we paid a $80 premium or $20 each for the rest of the amenities! That's totally worth it!
We had a blast. I recommend the VIP bottle service at Body English. Ask for Justin.
Review # 132,413,513,567 of the gazillion here for this place.
My review is just another fish in the ocean of reviews of this place - some glowing - some not, but I will tell you this:
Body English is a hot dog. Â Making it yourself (1 minute or so in the microwave, boiling it, or splitting it in half to fry it) is not the same as picking up a hot dog at the ballpark or at Costco. Â Â Having a hot dog is always better when SOMEONE ELSE makes it for you. Â Body English was tasty...........!!!shitft111 as well as some of the eye candy, but I digress.
Honestly, a club is a club is a club, but it's also location-location-location and Vega$ does it for you and all of the peeps that go to it. Â
If this club was in your fave city, you'd have all of your regular complaints about price, and sluts with douchebaggers, but you know what - it's VEGA$$$$$$!!!! But it's not just your douchebaggers and their sluts, but it's others from all over - guidos, midwesterners, southerners, eurotrash and fobs - all wanting a piece of the Vega$ pie. Â Play that funky music white boy.
Imagine spending your pal's birthday in Vega$ with over 20 friends. Â Imagine picking up your circle and spending it in Vegas. Â Yes, it was a mess. Â For that we had, two VIP tables for bottle service and hot bartending gals that go with it. Â The manager was awesome. Â I wish I remembered his name. Â
.......... Â Good times and what a fucking mess. Â Two pals got tossed out for being three sheets to the wind and panty dropping fun. Â He lost it in the bathroom by 3a; she yacked in the bottle service bucket, and went for the trifecta outside. Â Thank God, we finished the bottle and at least the remaining ice chilled her yack. Â Reminded me of ice in a men's urinal actually.
I guess what happens in Vega$ didn't stay in Vegas with the revelation of a bit of my stay, but my friends and I aren't sluts and douchebags, but for that one Saturday night - we were - and we loved every moment of it....
This is supposedly a Las Vegas hot spot for Saturday night... it was ok. I loved the decor here much better than Tao. It was very pretty. The large space had fantastic chandeliers, plush antique looking chairs (very comfortable) and a good layout.
Compared to Tao, the music is better (more variety, less rap), the guys are better looking (at least when I was there) and it's *slightly* less cheesy. The girls are still half naked and bimboesque, but you can't ask for too much in Vegas I guess.
The elevator going down has an attendant who is a dwarf. He has an awesome outfit on (little suit and top hat), and is charming. He was so cute I wanted to hug him.
I think I would have enjoyed it more if my feet didn't ache from the night before.
(still waiting for pics on the bradley ogden restaurant, so i'm skipping around in my vegas reviews.) Â
93 reviews? Â yikes!!! Â what can i add? Â
hmmm....
loved the music. Â lots of good dancing music. Â loved the fact that our bachelorette party arrived after midnight on a saturday....walked right through the line...to join a group of boys who already had a table upstairs. Â loved being able to chill/dance with just our group and not on a very crowded dance floor. Â
that's about it. Â we didn't pay, but i heard the tab was $1500. Â man...table service. Â i will never understand it. Â (and no, none of the gals went home with any of the boys. Â they were just ol' fashioned good guys. Â well.......actually.....the guy who invited us is a good friend of the bride's sister.) Â oh...and they do let you pour your own drinks at the table here...which is a lot more than i can say for some LA clubs. Â Â
yea...i'm not the girl to turn to for reviews on clubs. Â carry on.... Â ;-)
Got there at 11 pm on a Sunday night.
Stood in line.
Was told the wait will be about 2 hours to get in.
We were a group of three girls, and getting this whored up is out of character for me. Â I didn't want to go back to the hotel and I certainly didn't want to go to Tryst again (don't go, it sucks). Â Finally, a group of three gentlemen (yes, they were total sweethearts who took care of my friends and me), got us in because they were already on the VIP list and had cash ready for the doormen. Â We stood in line for maybe twenty minutes total. Once inside, the drinks were stiff, the music (hip-hop) was not my style, but I danced anyway, and there shots to be had, screaming, and plenty of dancing. Â I had a blast.
Oh, and the women who came here were gorgeous with the most beautiful bodies I've ever seen. Â They wore revealing dresses, but none of them looked nasty. Â They all looked sophisticated and classy. Â These girls were super nice and not at all catty. Â I burnt someone accidentally with my cigarette and I thought she was going to slap me while I apologized profusely, instead she asked me for a cigarette, told me not to worry about it, and asked me where I bought my dress. Â How killer is that?
I don't know how it happened, but we didn't leave till 5am. Â Did I mention I never go to clubs and haven't drank that much since the incident in high school that involved a jug of cheap vodka and gallon of orange juice?
If you're tall and you like tall hot white girls in a club filled to capacity that is always too cramped to walk around the dance floor and the bars, then this is your spot.
I felt like a midget walking around here.
But damn, this is the spot for a Sunday night out in Las Vegas. Â Quality plus on the majority of the females in this building. Â Got walked in with no wait or cover charge by our homie's hot lady friend Amber who's a bartender over here and at Prive.
I remember having some green looking bitter sweet shot in the bottle service area with everyone, does anyone know what the hell that shot is?
Kudos for the hot school girl hostesses.
So we're (my husband, sister, two friends, and myself) walking through the Hard Rock checkin' out places to eat, when this guy stops us and asks to go check out some club. We SO are NOT club people. Seriously--we were only in town because my husband's band played at the Beauty Bar for a Punk Rock Bowling after party. I explain this to the dude. So does every other member of my party. We were not dressed for a night club. We don't like hiphop which is what he told us was going to be played. We were hungry and wanted to eat. And we really wanted to just go and lose our money at the Blackjack tables.
But the dude INSISTS we go. Telling us we'd be doing him this tremendous favor... That if we went he'd get us in for free, get us dinner for free, get us a round of drinks, and drink tickets for in the club.
He looked absolutely desperate--this was intensified by his use of a cane due to a broken leg. He walked away for a minute and we discussed our post dinner club strategy: Go in. Have one drink. Leave. Â We actually thought about ditching the club all together and just getting the free dinner, but he said if we didn't show up he'd lose his job. He was a handicapped, desperate, little man--it pulled at my heart strings!
He mentions there are like NO girls at the club and the ratio needs to be balanced. Okay, so he didn't exactly say it like that, but that was how I interpreted his asian hip hop slang. Aww... he needs us because we have VAGINAS! (4 out of 5 of us any)... No problem. We go, we leave.
We go into the restaurant  in which we were supposed to get a comp'ed dinner. Instead we get an appetizer in the lounge/waiting area--no dinner; no table; no chair. Everyone else is in sexy dresses and we're there trying to balance plates and drinks while sitting on a couch in jeans looking pretty pathetic and out of place.
Whatever... no dinner, no biggie... We gamble til the club opens and at 11:00 we walk up the pretty sparkly mob outside the door. Our little friend finds us and I inform him that lines suck. So he walks us in and waves us past the girls collecting cover charges and down into this cute psuedo goth but not cheesy dance club. He gives us an overview, points stuff out, and says: "So I'll need to collect a customary tip from you--$20 or $40 bucks a person usually."
HAHAHA.... Woah buddy. We told you a ridiculous amount of times that we don't like clubs, we didn't want to pay to get into somewhere we had no desire to go, and we weren't into hip hop.
So I'm guessing he was one of those VIP hosts that others have mentioned in their reviews. And hey, I'm sure they serve a purpose--if someone really wants to go they can pull some strings and for a little tip make it happen. That's great. The difference is: we did not want to go, he begged and bribed (literally) to get us to agree to go, and then said everything would be taken care of.
We. Were. HORNSHWOGGLED! Being dishonest sucks. Elijah was the dudes name... So get his promises in writing.
If you're into the club scene, great. Go for it. If not, skip the club, screw the VIP host, and spend your money on a hookers or stirppers or whatever suits your fancy.
+1 star for not waiting in line
+1 star for being a girl and not paying a cover
+1 star for getting a bracelet for free champagne all night
+1 star for having enough space to dance my ass off
Things I learned while in Vegas: There are definitely reasons why champagne is offered as the "unlimited drink." You can only drink so much of it. Props to myself for letting an "old man," who I thought was 35, but according to my friends definitely was not, buy me enough drinks to make me think he was 35. Go me.
ORIGINAL REVIEW:
Love this club! Â Thumping, intense, body-rubbing, freak dancing party till 4 in the mornin' club. Â Truly Vegas.
Body English is different from most other typical clubs though - it has an exclusive, upscale atmosphere - not trashy at all. Â Super good music, and the decor is beautiful as well. Â Baccarat chandeliers hang over your head, and the dance floor gets blasted with cold air whenever it starts getting too hot. Â Also, there is another even more exclusive club within the club called The Parlor. Â Everyone wants to get in, but once you do its really small with very low ceilings and can get pretty claustrophobic. Â
The scene at the door is ALWAYS ridiculous - if you're not getting a table, don't know anyone at the door or have a host to walk you in, be prepared to stand out there and fight your way to the front of the crowd in hopes to get in (as you can see, a lot of the bad reviews about it are from people who didn't get in). Â The club gets packed easily because its not a huge space, and when its at capacity they shut the door down. Â So, get there as early as possible...ladies: look your hottest and flirt your way in; fellas: get a table or slip the guy $$$$ unless you want to be out there forever.
Last year for my bf's bday we got a table upstairs which was an awesome experience, and I've decided to get a table here for my birthday in October. Â Cant wait - the music is always good and it is really one of the best clubs in the country.
UPDATE:
So, I did end up getting a table here for my birthday back in October '07. Â They gave us the best table in the house, RIGHT on the dance floor. Â It was so awesome- we were partying our asses of until one of the managers came over and informed us that we had been "bought out". Â I was about to go ballistic, until he told us he was moving our party to a different table and COMPING THE ENTIRE CHECK. Â Yes- we got 3 bottles of Grey Goose and a bottle of Dom for FREE!!! Â Ahhhhh...I love this fucking club.
Strawberries and champagne? Â Yes please! Â And can you add a hot little sparkler in that while your at it? Â Awesome!
Looking to celebrate a birthday, a marriage, a...being single? Â Body English is the place to go! Â You don't have to be celebrating anything special, but the fabulousness of your new hot dress to come to Body English and be treated like VIP. Â
Ladies....if you dress the part you'll be in like Flynn. Â I'll let you in on a little secret. Â If its all girls... don't wait in line, just nuzzle up to the front and give the little shoulder shake to the door man and let him know how many girls are with you. Â
Guys...if you are willing to pay the $$$ you will be showered with hot woman, strawberries and champagne. Â If not and you are just a bunch of dudes???? Good Luck! Â TIP...find double the amount of girls as guys and you'll get in much quicker. Â
For those that are lucky enough to make it into the doors of Body English...its a fun night to be had by all. Â And on Fridays, they give away free shit to girls! Â Like Betsy Johnson shoes and top designer jeans and jewelry...that's enough to make me want get naked, paint myself red and shoot of fireworks to get in!
Have I finally taken my fill of flashing lights, tasseled pasties, chiming slots and waiting in lines for Vegas clubs on the strip?
Not yet. But Body English clamped a lid on my Vegas spirit (or killed my buzz) my first night on my trip. Thank god for Jet on Saturday!
So, first a full disclosure. I'm giving Body English 2.5 neutral stars because I did not go inside. I have been to Vegas numerous, multiple, did I mention many? times and know the routine - it's always risky to go to clubs without an "In." I understand the drunken f***s that bouncers are up against. But BE sucked ass.
Me and two of my friends (all guys) joined the pack outside BE around 11:30pm. The lack of any line structure led to pushing from behind by impatient clubbers, and pushing from the front by inflated dimwit bouncers. A cabby later told me that the Hard Rock Casino didn't double-down on clubbing when it was built and had to retrofit space later, causing lines to spill out into the casino. Since when did a Casino do something on the cheap?
Women could get in pretty easily but dudes were screwed. I was reminded of agonizing times outside clubs in Miami soliciting pity from random women - offering to "please let us pay your cover and buy you and all your friends drinks for the night so we can get in!" I'm not arguing against having a good ratio of women to guys, but give me a little false sense of hope please!
Obviously the bouncers were holding out until midnight when free entrance passes would expire. Other friends found some women yet still had to bribe the Fabio wannabe bouncer $200 on top of paying $30 cover each. We capped our bribe at $80 but gave up -- BE smelled thick of inflated demand by keeping a crowd outside. This club didn't feel worth its fake hype. We felt good about bailing despite having wasted an hour and a half of our precious drinking/dancing/gambling/sinful time.
I don't mind waiting, I don't mind the hustle, but I do mind the lack of respect, and the lack of lines or sense of what it takes to get in.
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