Sex In This City
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There is an infinite range of what “sexy” means.
For me, it’s anonymity, smoldering eyes and a little mystery. This kind
of sexiness can be found around town no matter whether you are into the
bling-bling or BoBourge lifestyles. One
of my favorite places to find sex in this city is toward the end of the
cobblestone pedestrian passage, the rue de Lappe, and might easily be
missed on this street dominated by neon signs. You will have to fight
through the unruly weekend crowds but once you enter the glass door,
the relaxed atmosphere is transporting. Elevated prices keep most of
the students and riff-raff out while high ceilings and lights lit low
and richly draped furniture with just the right amount of dust make for
the perfect hideaway. Mismatched seats makes cozying up easy—especially
when even a table separating you and your date is too much. Sexy here
is romantic. For a transatlantic
fling, hotel bars can have that sexy feel. Behind the Ritz, the
Hemingway Bar is a place that takes you back to the good ole days
before the war. Crackly music from a record player sings to the
wood-paneled walls emblazoned with the man himself. When I was there,
the leather-padded bar was saddled with businessmen and lonesome
barflys looking for some action and chat. Meanwhile, the oh-so charming
Pierre and Christophe (the head barman Colin was off that night) served
us the classic barman’s Stinger and Meloncoulis (vodka with melon
balls), performing magic tricks with cards, toothpicks and swizzle
sticks. For €25 a drink, sexy here is classy. For
one-stop shopping near the Odéon, my favorite is the split-level
restaurant/bar Alcazar and the hip club Wagg. Owned by the British team
Terence Conran/Fabric, the hanging photographs and low chairs make for
an understated and unimposing décor. In the far corner of the bar
upstairs, you can even get a free massage with brunch Sundays or the
soirée relax Tuesday evenings. Next door, the basement of Wagg (where I
met my latest fling, an adorable Swede) spins for a range of ages
within the confines of the exposed stone archways. Sexy here is cool. If
sexy for you is opulence, the champagne bar of the Dokhans is
old-school luxury with high ceilings and ornate paneling that will make
you feel draped in velvet, especially with the attentive staff that
anticipates your every whim. Go and make eyes and see what turns up.
Sexy here is ultra luxe. If you
have the dough to be this naughty, spend it at Mathis, which is
actually discreetly and conveniently part of a hotel. The beautiful
people gather at this brothel and flirt amid high-class hookers and boy
toys. The dress code is sexy and men’s names are taken at the door for
“client reference.” Sexy here is glam. Now,
if you are in a more serious mood—for a little lap dance and fun in a
strip club, you might try The Hustler where good, down-home American
girls take it all off in a posh setting. With two floors, a lot of
poles, tucked-away round couches, tables for props and chilling bottles
of bubbly, it feels more like an orgy than a strip club. The
down-to-earth dancers will often chat with you after their shows if you
offer them a glass of your champagne. Sexy here is real. And now that I have your attention, I want to know where you go for sexiness … Le Bar Sans Nom, rue de Lappe, 11th arr., M˚ Bastille 01.48.05.59.36 Open Mon – Sat 6 p.m.–2 a.m. Hemingway Bar, 15 place Vendôme, 8th arr., M˚ Concorde, 01.43.16.30.31 Open daily 6 p.m. – 2 a.m. Alcazar, 64 rue Mazzarine, 6th arr., M˚ Odéon, 01.53.10.19.99 Open daily noon – 3 p.m., 7 p.m. – 1 a.m. WAGG, 62 rue Mazzarine, 6th arr., M˚ Odéon, 01.55.42.22.00 Open Wed – Sun 11 p.m. – 5 a.m. Dokhans, 117 rue de Lauriston, 16th arr., M˚ Trocadéro or Boissière, 01.53.65.66.99 Open daily 3 p.m. – 2 a.m. Mathis, 3 rue de Ponthieu, 8th arr., M˚ Franklin D. Roosevelt, 01.58.76.01.62 Open daily 10 p.m. – 5 a.m. The Hustler, 13 rue Berri, 8th arr., M˚ George V, 01.53.53.86.00 Open daily 10 p.m. – dawn.
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There is an infinite range of what “sexy” means.
For me, it’s anonymity, smoldering eyes and a little mystery. This kind
of sexiness can be found around town no matter whether you are into the
bling-bling or BoBourge lifestyles.
For me, it’s anonymity, smoldering eyes and a little mystery. This kind
of sexiness can be found around town no matter whether you are into the
bling-bling or BoBourge lifestyles.
One
of my favorite places to find sex in this city is toward the end of the
cobblestone pedestrian passage, the rue de Lappe, and might easily be
missed on this street dominated by neon signs. You will have to fight
through the unruly weekend crowds but once you enter the glass door,
the relaxed atmosphere is transporting. Elevated prices keep most of
the students and riff-raff out while high ceilings and lights lit low
and richly draped furniture with just the right amount of dust make for
the perfect hideaway. Mismatched seats makes cozying up easy—especially
when even a table separating you and your date is too much. Sexy here
is romantic.
of my favorite places to find sex in this city is toward the end of the
cobblestone pedestrian passage, the rue de Lappe, and might easily be
missed on this street dominated by neon signs. You will have to fight
through the unruly weekend crowds but once you enter the glass door,
the relaxed atmosphere is transporting. Elevated prices keep most of
the students and riff-raff out while high ceilings and lights lit low
and richly draped furniture with just the right amount of dust make for
the perfect hideaway. Mismatched seats makes cozying up easy—especially
when even a table separating you and your date is too much. Sexy here
is romantic.
For a transatlantic
fling, hotel bars can have that sexy feel. Behind the Ritz, the
Hemingway Bar is a place that takes you back to the good ole days
before the war. Crackly music from a record player sings to the
wood-paneled walls emblazoned with the man himself. When I was there,
the leather-padded bar was saddled with businessmen and lonesome
barflys looking for some action and chat. Meanwhile, the oh-so charming
Pierre and Christophe (the head barman Colin was off that night) served
us the classic barman’s Stinger and Meloncoulis (vodka with melon
balls), performing magic tricks with cards, toothpicks and swizzle
sticks. For €25 a drink, sexy here is classy.
fling, hotel bars can have that sexy feel. Behind the Ritz, the
Hemingway Bar is a place that takes you back to the good ole days
before the war. Crackly music from a record player sings to the
wood-paneled walls emblazoned with the man himself. When I was there,
the leather-padded bar was saddled with businessmen and lonesome
barflys looking for some action and chat. Meanwhile, the oh-so charming
Pierre and Christophe (the head barman Colin was off that night) served
us the classic barman’s Stinger and Meloncoulis (vodka with melon
balls), performing magic tricks with cards, toothpicks and swizzle
sticks. For €25 a drink, sexy here is classy.
For
one-stop shopping near the Odéon, my favorite is the split-level
restaurant/bar Alcazar and the hip club Wagg. Owned by the British team
Terence Conran/Fabric, the hanging photographs and low chairs make for
an understated and unimposing décor. In the far corner of the bar
upstairs, you can even get a free massage with brunch Sundays or the
soirée relax Tuesday evenings. Next door, the basement of Wagg (where I
met my latest fling, an adorable Swede) spins for a range of ages
within the confines of the exposed stone archways. Sexy here is cool.
one-stop shopping near the Odéon, my favorite is the split-level
restaurant/bar Alcazar and the hip club Wagg. Owned by the British team
Terence Conran/Fabric, the hanging photographs and low chairs make for
an understated and unimposing décor. In the far corner of the bar
upstairs, you can even get a free massage with brunch Sundays or the
soirée relax Tuesday evenings. Next door, the basement of Wagg (where I
met my latest fling, an adorable Swede) spins for a range of ages
within the confines of the exposed stone archways. Sexy here is cool.
If
sexy for you is opulence, the champagne bar of the Dokhans is
old-school luxury with high ceilings and ornate paneling that will make
you feel draped in velvet, especially with the attentive staff that
anticipates your every whim. Go and make eyes and see what turns up.
Sexy here is ultra luxe.
sexy for you is opulence, the champagne bar of the Dokhans is
old-school luxury with high ceilings and ornate paneling that will make
you feel draped in velvet, especially with the attentive staff that
anticipates your every whim. Go and make eyes and see what turns up.
Sexy here is ultra luxe.
If you
have the dough to be this naughty, spend it at Mathis, which is
actually discreetly and conveniently part of a hotel. The beautiful
people gather at this brothel and flirt amid high-class hookers and boy
toys. The dress code is sexy and men’s names are taken at the door for
“client reference.” Sexy here is glam.
have the dough to be this naughty, spend it at Mathis, which is
actually discreetly and conveniently part of a hotel. The beautiful
people gather at this brothel and flirt amid high-class hookers and boy
toys. The dress code is sexy and men’s names are taken at the door for
“client reference.” Sexy here is glam.
Now,
if you are in a more serious mood—for a little lap dance and fun in a
strip club, you might try The Hustler where good, down-home American
girls take it all off in a posh setting. With two floors, a lot of
poles, tucked-away round couches, tables for props and chilling bottles
of bubbly, it feels more like an orgy than a strip club. The
down-to-earth dancers will often chat with you after their shows if you
offer them a glass of your champagne. Sexy here is real.
if you are in a more serious mood—for a little lap dance and fun in a
strip club, you might try The Hustler where good, down-home American
girls take it all off in a posh setting. With two floors, a lot of
poles, tucked-away round couches, tables for props and chilling bottles
of bubbly, it feels more like an orgy than a strip club. The
down-to-earth dancers will often chat with you after their shows if you
offer them a glass of your champagne. Sexy here is real.
And now that I have your attention, I want to know where you go for sexiness …
Le Bar Sans Nom, rue de Lappe, 11th arr., M˚ Bastille 01.48.05.59.36 Open Mon – Sat 6 p.m.–2 a.m.
Hemingway Bar, 15 place Vendôme, 8th arr., M˚ Concorde, 01.43.16.30.31 Open daily 6 p.m. – 2 a.m.
Alcazar, 64 rue Mazzarine, 6th arr., M˚ Odéon, 01.53.10.19.99 Open daily noon – 3 p.m., 7 p.m. – 1 a.m.
WAGG, 62 rue Mazzarine, 6th arr., M˚ Odéon, 01.55.42.22.00 Open Wed – Sun 11 p.m. – 5 a.m.
Dokhans, 117 rue de Lauriston, 16th arr., M˚ Trocadéro or Boissière, 01.53.65.66.99 Open daily 3 p.m. – 2 a.m.
Mathis, 3 rue de Ponthieu, 8th arr., M˚ Franklin D. Roosevelt, 01.58.76.01.62 Open daily 10 p.m. – 5 a.m.
The Hustler, 13 rue Berri, 8th arr., M˚ George V, 01.53.53.86.00 Open daily 10 p.m. – dawn.
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