Photo obtained by 230 Fifth. The rooftop garden, offering breathtaking views of the city.
The Penthouse Lounge, where drunk people dance like nobody is watching them.
Last night my friends and I met up with some people whom we met from Thursday night and made our way to 230 Fifth, an upscale (drinks cost around $15 and most patrons wear cocktail attire) rooftop garden and lounge. Upon exiting the elevator of the 20th floor of the building, my senses were bombarded by the loud house music and the bold colors of the plush decor. We took the stairway leading up to the rooftop garden to view the city lights, but after awhile the cold wind led us back downstairs to the penthouse lounge. In between dancing and sitting on the comfortable couches, I watched an incensed boyfriend shouting for his stoic girlfriend's forgiveness, a cougar dancing with a younger man who had no rhythm, an intoxicated woman who was laying on the couch with her thunder thighs exposed, and a hyper girl (probably drunk) performing a cheerleading routine for her date. Although this place wasn't a club per se, I was still able to enjoy dancing in the ample space and sitting on the couches without needing to buy bottle service.
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