So my friends and I were denied entry to a rather empty-looking Society this last Saturday night, because for some reason they have decided to implement a selective dress code. If you're not wearing long pants, your money ain't good enough for them these days I'm afraid.
It's a pity because Society never used to stop people from dressing practically, they were always one of the 'good ones' on my list of places that allowed a bit of freedom in your choice of attire. Something that I thought was their strongest point - despite being an upper class 'high society' venue, they were down to earth, relaxed and interested in diverse expression. Every time I've been there, it's been in walkshorts.
According to the guy at the door, "it's Saturday, maybe on Tuesday or Wednesday we allow shorts but not tonight". "Well buddy", I thought to myself, "this place is pretty damn empty so I don't see how it being Saturday makes such a big difference!". They should be trying to get as many customers as possible.
What's the big deal? Well, for reasons of pure practicality I point-blank refuse to go out in 30 degree heat / 80% humidity in anything other than a breezy pair of walkshorts.
Why the hell should guys have to wear hot, bothersome jeans when it's so uncomfortable outside? And girls get away with short skirts and open shoes, or pretty much whatever they want.
Screw that. This is Durban summer, not the London West End or Hollywood Boulevard. Clubs that try be all 'upper-crust' by enforcing dress codes end up with a room full of carbon-copied jocks, all wearing black leather shoes, blue jeans and short-sleeved, white button-up shirts with pinstripe vertical lines.
It's like being back at school, with everyone in the same clubbing uniform, and it's lame. What is the point of forcing all the guys to look the same? Does it somehow improve everyone's experience at the venue?
Clubs that allow the freedom of expression end up with a myriad of different clothing fashions and styles inside, and it's great to see different people wearing the kind of clothes their personalities require to be comfortable, from surfers in shorts and slops, to arty types in eccentric suits and the latest outrageous catwalk styles.
It's all about dressing the way you feel.
So strike Society off the list (at least, on a Saturday, or when the fancy takes them). Who does that leave? Well, not many I'm afraid. Burn, Bean Bag, Taco Zulu, Spiga's, Thunderroad Rock Diner all still accept practicality as the dress code. If you agree with me and want to increase that list, start by refusing to go out in anything but walkshorts, like I do. Argue with the bouncers if they give you grief. Make it known their policies are lame.
Of course, I have to pay tribute to the number one offender of the 'jock' dress code, Casablanca. The bouncers there remind me of school prefects, checking to make sure your black leather shoes are polished sufficiently, that your collar is nicely folded and that your hair is nicely combed. Bullshit, I say!
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