The Parisian party scene

-Hot or not-

Parisian nightlife is filled with hotspots - cafés, concept bars, restaurants and clubs. They all promise a fabulous night out, good food, amazing drinks, smoking hot music and the occasional visit from a national or international superstar.

When you are planning a night out of dancing, be prepared, criticism isn't censured and Perez Hilton is considered nice and well-mannered when comparing to some of the Parisian doormen you may bump into. This is where Parisian arrogance is exploited to the top.

Skirt lengths are measured by eye, stiletto inches are taking into account, handbags are screened to be on the Vogue most wanted list BUT most importantly your entrance is judged by the number of skin revealing spots your outfit counts. Don't leave anything to the imagination, and don't do the 'I know the owner'-bluff, because this time you will get an invitation to call him on the spot.

So ladies, after this humiliating scene of striptease, you are either in or out. You are not just entering a club, you are getting a free judgment of the Parisian bouncer fashion association even when you haven't asked for it. An instant of self-affirmation, gratification and satisfaction appears on the faces of those who get in. But for some the night just ends there, at the sidewalk of the club, with a free and angry look from the self announced fashion police.

So much for a night out you might think. But once you get in, you are sure to get a live impression of the latest trends in fashion. Les 'faux pas' are left at the door.