Anyone who is anyone will be making their way to Marquee in Sin City — but please, beware of the douchebags who will flock there
You know a club is going to be massive when Jay-Z, Beyonce, Blake Lively, Cameron Diaz, Yankee third baseman Alex Rodriguez and Jared Leto turn up for its opening. But would you really have expected anything less from nightlife impressarios Louis Abin, Jason Strauss, Marc Packer, Rich Wolf and Noah Tepperberg – the same guys who have managed to keep Marquee one of the longest-lasting nightclubs in NYC? I’d say not. This is why Marquee Las Vegas is destined for greatness — but I, for one, am NOT a fan of the guys that are going to be fighting to hang out there.
This is not to say that you’ll dislike Marquee. I personally dislike scenes, overt trendiness, lines, velvet ropes and the term ‘creme de la creme.’ But this exclusivity factor is exactly why Marquee’s New York sister has lasted ten years — which is basically about ten lifetimes in the shelf life of Big Apple boites.
Expect the biggest and best DJ’s to play at Marquee (which calls the newly opened Cosmopolitan hotel its home) on Friday and Saturday nights. Erik Morillo spun on New Years Eve, but the likes of Roger Sanchez, ATB, Benny Benassi and Steve Angello are all making their way to the Strip this January.
Inside Marquee’s cavernous hallowed halls, you’ll really want to score a seat in the upstairs Library Bar, which is — again — super exclusive and very chic chic (if you can find it that is, Marquee is like a maze). Don’t believe me that it’s the height of cool? I literally took the seat that Ashley Olsen and her boyfriend Justin Bartha vacated.
If you’re easily impressed by that kind of lifestyle — and a guy who can buy you a table while stamping out a Gauloise with his Gucci loafer, then you might have a minor orgasm when you head to Marquee. Alas, I’m more in favor of beach bums, Converse Chucks and snowboards. But hey — everyone’s quest for love is different, right?
Good luck with that velvet rope, LoveTrekkers!