The Bunker Club

Meatpacking District, New York –

The guest list is top secret and the impenetrable velvet ropes might as well be made out of barbed wire, fitting details considering that The Bunker Club actually used to be a military bunker.

Nowadays, however, it’s a subterranean vacation for a lot of stunning women, the guys lucky enough to hang out with them, and the creative set in the mood for more progressive dance music.

Once through the iron door crammed between a burger joint and a wine bar, patrons descend into a single room that, despite the door policy (or maybe because of it), is built for mingling.

The front bar area has more of a lounge feel, with low seating and a built-in bookcase to one side, and plays host to an early crowd of young artsy types chatting beneath the barrel-vaulted brick ceiling.

Scattered around the checkered dance floor further on, groups of moneyed bankers and hip lawyers slink onto tufted banquettes to enjoy the requisite bottle service, as twenty-something fashionistas in barely-there dresses get a little too sauced and hop from table to table.

The party really gets going after 1:30am, as inhibitions fade under the influence of heavy-handed classic cocktails, while DJs crank up the dance and hip-hop. It doesn’t take long for an anything-goes attitude to wash over patrons at The Bunker Club, so for those who gain entry, it’s a great place to get as naughty as…

…sorry, that’s classified.