saturated in vibrant colors and gilded to the max was the m.o. here, and we leaned into radical craftsmanship + luxe materials from the entryway to the main stage. cloaked in a patina of romanticism, things get moody in the alley thanks to an old chicago glass block wall + flickering street lamps.

inside, a surprisingly light and feminine space unfolds: think crushed velvet upholstery, rose gold mirrors, curious light fixtures, feather plumes, peekaboo palms and a ceiling that’s peppered with parasols.

all in, cocktail club is the cat’s meow if we do say so ourselves—a dolled up, nifty playground for high hats + cool cats to get rebellious and find freedom of expression.