This place is wack.  From the very beginning I already knew this was the spot for D-bags and lamers who don't know what a real club is like.  The wife and I wanted to check it out because it looked cool from the outside and we had VIP vouchers.  I walk up and the guy tells me I cant get in because I'm wearing 350 dollar Jordans.  Like WTF... I did NOT come to Las Vegas just so I can wear dress shoes like I do 6 days a week at work.  Dress codes for a place like this is absolutely ridiculous.  I won't even get started on the massive lines of overweight women and horny guys... I think they were Japanese because it was definitely whale season.