Even though I have had the longest week running around to different places meeting new people and attending events in the evening, we begrudgingly went to Moloko on Saturday night to celebrate their fourth year in business. Moloko is a very trendy nightclub that one might find in DC or New York--over-priced drinks and all. The crowd tends to be mix, but they play American hip hop music. Brie and I arrived early because we could not stay out late in preparation for our road race the following day. When we arrived, there were complimentary cosmos and of course Brie and I helped ourselves to two. 
complimentary cosmopolitans
There were also these ladies dressed up as mermaids. I never quite figured out what their purpose was, but they wore body paint as tops, and later through sparkles on patrons as they entered. Now if one knows anything about black women and their hair, the last thing that they would want is for sparkles to be sprinkled into their hair. I'm not sure who came up with that idea, but it was bad. They were later joined by other ladies dressed in scantily clad clothing, as well as a fire thrower and men dressed in what seemed to be angel costumes. Needless to say we were not impressed with the costumes.
scantily clad ladies posing for a picture fire juggler
male angel
Shortly after we arrived Gugu ( we became friends at karaoke) and her friend arrived. We shared a few laughs about the ladies and their provocative outfits. They also explained to me that there are many "working" ladies who frequent Moloko. This is isn't working in the sense of having a legal 9-5 job in the U.S.--these ladies are in essence prostitutes. They blend in with the rest of the crowd, and sometimes arrive with their dates, so it is difficult to identify them. In Washington, it's almost always easy to spot a working lady in a club. She tends to be dress a bit over the top and is oftentimes accompanying a man twice her age. That night, the working girls in Moloko did not fit that bill.
Inside the venue, some of the costumed ladies danced on a stage in the middle of the dance floor. They were not very good dancers and it left me thinking who thought that having them dance would be a good idea (we later asked one of the owners--Stephan). Maybe the men found it entertaining, but their dance moves left much to be desired.
french maid, nurse and angel dancing
We asked one of the owners, Stephan why he had those women taking up space in the middle of the dance floor. In his flirtatious French accent, he explained that the men found it very entertaining and requested that the women dance. I would have liked to see who these men were.
Stefan and I
Despite the dancing women, the drinks were tasty and the music was on point (they started off playing Jay-z--basically, they had me at hello). With good music, good company, and eye candy (South Africa has some of the finest men) it was a fun night.
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