Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Le Queen (and the white-shirt-and-jeans gang)

Finally I made it to one of the most popular (gay) scenes in Paris...Le Queen! It sure is one of the biggest clubs in town located right in the middle of Avenue des Champs-Elysees. We were ones of the first groups who arrived...how amateurs you may say but the good thing is we had one of the best spots to see all the "pretty" stuff that was going on, ha! Not so long, people started to fill up the place and soon later the dance floor and the two podiums. Right, besides tourists, all of the attention seekers and single gay guys seemed to gather here after having themselves prepared at le Marais (or simply at home). It was, most of the time, fun to watch...A big shaved head lady (Britney lookalike, according to my gay friend) was dancing like crazy among her girlfriends. One middle-age+++ woman who seemed to be drunk way before entering the club dancing non stop on the sofa...while another pregnant-lookalike girl moved like she just got dumped (according to my gay friend...again). A white shirt and jeans seemed like a chic thing to wear among men who come here...I wonder if it's a gay identification. But whatever it's meant to say I just think it makes everyone look the same.

A: "Hey, that one in a white shirt and jeans looks so cute!"
B: "Hmm? Where? Which one?"
A: "10 o'clock!!!"
B: "er...there are like 5 of them. Which one?!?"


I did have a crush on this under-age-looking boy who couldn't manage to dance somewhere else but on the podiums (he did switch sides between the two podiums every once in awhile). As most guys who come here are (supposed to be) gay, I was thinking positive and hoping he was not, considering the way he danced and the friend he came with (Yes, we were really checking and collecting details.) But by the end of the night, I gave up and left him be whatever he is...(not like I can do anything anyway)and went home.

In a nutshell, it's a decent club (if you like techno, house, electro or of sort) with many gays and girls... Drinks? I wouldn't rely on it.


Métro: George V

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