Velvet rope? "Barbed wire" might be a more apt description.
After sufficient grilling from the requisite outlandish
bouncers, a narrow hallway illuminated by a single blue
light leads into a sceney New York moment. With a maximum
capacity of a scant 250, Cielo's space is cozy and conducive
to some serious grooving, even if its bar and door staff are
not. The small space's ski chalet meets beach surf
style--with warmly lit walls resembling insulating "logs",
and the pool-blue, sunken dance floor as inviting as a
mid-summer dip--caters to those seeking a rarefied
atmosphere.
Restraint is the worst faux pas committable at Nicolas
Matar's club--Matar being the former resident DJ at Pacha,
Ibiza's see-and-be-seen spot for dancing till dawn. Rest
assured that the music will be high-energy, the champagne
perfectly chilled, and the ladies (and gentlemen) gorgeous.
