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Josephine's: Pain or Privilege
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As you approach from the distance, the horde begins to appear. The group shifts to the left and the right, swaying forward and back, bellows let loose from the group (rowdy drunkenness at its finest, or simply those reeling from the pain of having their feet stepped on). Despite the fairly immense crowd, all that manages to keep them at bay is a minute velvet rope, accompanied by the often menacing stares of the burly bouncer.
Josephine's; is one of D.C's more recent attempts to redefine the nightlife industry generally catering to those wishing to see and be seen. One can't help but think; this is what pre-apocalyptic D.C would look like, huge crowds surging toward the shelters in hopes of survival, but this isn't the Armageddon and salvation isn't found within those walls temptation perhaps, and libations undoubtedly, but salvation, far from it.
Bouncers reserve the right to refuse you entrance, which basically means that regardless of whether or not you are dressed to impress it's ultimately up to them to allow you in. Depending on the night entry isn't guaranteed, although a bit of patience and good manners will more often than not grant you the privilege (I use that term loosely) to hear some of the finest music that D.C has to offer, not to mention seeing some of the sweetest eye candy in the city.
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