So we were walking through Luxor and we found this strange door. Naturally we assumed it led to a magical forest full of woodland creatures who would sing and dance and give us honey. Then we came down and realized it was the entrance to the secretive and seductive Savile Row.
Now that we've let you in on the secret, we'll tell you that Savile Row has a speakeasy charm and a fashionable sexiness about it that would make London's Savile Row fashion district proud. If you totally just put those two names together don't worry about it. It took us a while too. What else takes a while is walking down the long, dark hallway that leads to the actual club. Then you go through the Fitting Room and the Sitting Room -- a bar that evokes a bygone era that really shouldn't be as by or as gone as it is -- before finding the club. It's a journey that's totally worth it as you pass gargoyles, tailor's tools and the feeling of finding yourself right in your surprisingly apropos element.
A mix of DJs appears here, but they won't be blasting beats at deafening volumes because this isn't that kind of club. It's less fist-pumping and more firmly insisting on the best way to make a cocktail. Savile Row's mixologists will fix up anything you can imagine -- and more than a few tastes that haven't even occurred to you yet. And combined with the music and the ambiance, they make Savile Row the place to go for a smooth nightclub experience.