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Hosted at Josephine, DC's newest and most luxurious lounge. With a touch of class, a dash of grace, and a devilish serving of style, Josephine has opened with incredible editorial reviews.
Napoleonn once wrote, "I awake full of you. Your image and memory of last night's intoxicating pleasures has left no rest to my senses."
Le Bal Masqué presents a perfect opportunity for Josephine to officially welcome you to her quarters.
Napoleonn once wrote, "I awake full of you. Your image and memory of last night's intoxicating pleasures has left no rest to my senses."
Le Bal Masqué presents a perfect opportunity for Josephine to officially welcome you to her quarters.
Editorial Review
Josephine: Elbow to Elbow, Inside and Out
By Fritz Hahn
Washington Post Weekend Section
Friday, April 18, 2008
The buzz: At midnight on a Saturday, the crowds clustered on the wrong side of the velvet ropes at Josephine are so deep you'd think that the lounge was giving away Grey Goose cocktails inside, not charging $300 for a bottle of it.
Crowds are nothing new in the burgeoning K Street night-life district, but Josephine has more well-dressed would-be customers pleading with the doormen than anywhere else on the strip. Why? Because Josephine blends elements of nightclub and lounge better than any of its similarly bottle-service-focused neighbors.
Once the lucky few are waved in by the black-suited bouncers, they find a cavernous underground space that has a retro-chic French touch. The sides of the room are lined with mismatched overstuffed couches and settees covered with bright fabrics, as well as sturdy coffee tables. The walls feature flocked wallpaper and pattern-covered columns that wouldn't look out of place at an updated Versailles. Large, ornate chandeliers hang over the bar.
Down a short flight of stairs is a sunken area with the main dance floor and more couches, plus raised platforms for scantily clad go-go dancers.
The club has a calculated racy edge, including the two stripper poles in the middle of the dance floor and the red corsets and fishnets worn by the female bartending staff. The crowd (international, urban, preppy) picks up on the vibe, dancing in hedonistic fashion on couches and tables or anywhere else they can find space. (That can lead to severe roadblocks trying to get to the bar, though; moving around remains my biggest frustration.)
Through a door is the Gold Room, with wallpaper depicting gigantic gold bracelets and necklaces. The couches and bar follow the same color scheme. There's a separate DJ and sound system, so patrons in the Gold Room can rock to hip-hop while the main room grooves to tribal house. The sound systems at Josephine are among the best in the city, with crisp highs and deep bass no matter where you stand.
It's what you'd expect from a group of owners whose r??sum??s include stints managing Eighteenth Street Lounge and MCCXXIII and promoting events at Fly, Play and Indebleu.
Josephine: Elbow to Elbow, Inside and Out
By Fritz Hahn
Washington Post Weekend Section
Friday, April 18, 2008
The buzz: At midnight on a Saturday, the crowds clustered on the wrong side of the velvet ropes at Josephine are so deep you'd think that the lounge was giving away Grey Goose cocktails inside, not charging $300 for a bottle of it.
Crowds are nothing new in the burgeoning K Street night-life district, but Josephine has more well-dressed would-be customers pleading with the doormen than anywhere else on the strip. Why? Because Josephine blends elements of nightclub and lounge better than any of its similarly bottle-service-focused neighbors.
Once the lucky few are waved in by the black-suited bouncers, they find a cavernous underground space that has a retro-chic French touch. The sides of the room are lined with mismatched overstuffed couches and settees covered with bright fabrics, as well as sturdy coffee tables. The walls feature flocked wallpaper and pattern-covered columns that wouldn't look out of place at an updated Versailles. Large, ornate chandeliers hang over the bar.
Down a short flight of stairs is a sunken area with the main dance floor and more couches, plus raised platforms for scantily clad go-go dancers.
The club has a calculated racy edge, including the two stripper poles in the middle of the dance floor and the red corsets and fishnets worn by the female bartending staff. The crowd (international, urban, preppy) picks up on the vibe, dancing in hedonistic fashion on couches and tables or anywhere else they can find space. (That can lead to severe roadblocks trying to get to the bar, though; moving around remains my biggest frustration.)
Through a door is the Gold Room, with wallpaper depicting gigantic gold bracelets and necklaces. The couches and bar follow the same color scheme. There's a separate DJ and sound system, so patrons in the Gold Room can rock to hip-hop while the main room grooves to tribal house. The sound systems at Josephine are among the best in the city, with crisp highs and deep bass no matter where you stand.
It's what you'd expect from a group of owners whose r??sum??s include stints managing Eighteenth Street Lounge and MCCXXIII and promoting events at Fly, Play and Indebleu.
