Lost Society: Washington, DC from Jordan Gantz Creative on Vimeo.
Review by guest writer John Cruz
Let’s just get this out of the way first: I’ve never been to a party in Miami or to a 19th century burlesque (allegedly).
After spending last Thursday at Lost Society, I feel like I have a pretty good idea of what it’s like to hang out at either of these places… and it never hurts to enjoy some tasty food at the same time.
When you enter the nondescript storefront right off of the corner of 14th & U, you’ll probably think that you’re in the wrong place. However, once you ascend and are greeted by a friendly face at the top of the stairs, those thoughts quickly fade away. The welcome is an invitation back in time. You can’t help but feel comfortable here. And I mean that in every sense of the word: the plush purple sofas and ottomans by the brick arch windows, the soft light reflecting off the bar pendant lights, the booths with curtains for more intimate times, and the tucked away corner where you’re surrounded by a fantastic wall of burlesque beauties. It all comes together.
Walk up the second staircase and you’re brought to another place. The walls shift from exposed brick and dark hues to a world of contrasts: hardwood floors against white walls with leather wallpaper accents, a creamy stone bar against a badass glass feature behind the bottles of booze. This floor is where the party is at… and this party will spill out and continue out onto their fantastic roof deck that lords over U St.
