3039 West Northwest Hwy, Dallas TX
(214) 358-5511
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Last visit: 9/1999
My visit to Baby Dolls started on a less than positive note when I turned
into the parking lot and found ninety percent of the prime parking spaces
empty but blocked off for valet parking and not an attendant in sight. I
finally found a space in the back lot located in the south forty. There are
four clubs (Baby Dolls, Déjà vu, Santa Fe, and The Fare) located
around several large parking lots. I dutifully noted the sign informing me
that if I parked in the back lot and entered the Santa Fe my car would be
toed. Such friendly neighbors!
I paid the $1 cover, found a chair along the wall, fairly close to a stage,
and settled down to wait ten minutes for my first beer. The managers looked
like penguins in their tuxedos; so out of place on a hot Texas afternoon.
There were eight stages, all occupied with dancers dancing one song rotations.
Except for the main stage, the stages were very small, leaving little room
for any serious dancing or movement by the performers. Judging by the
performances of the dancers this was not a serious handicap as all I saw
all afternoon was variations on the "stripper strut" and mostly bad ones
at that. I noticed immediately that this place was obviously incorrectly
named Baby Dolls; it should be called Barbie Dolls. There was so much silicone
and saline that it should be taken for granted in my descriptions of dancers
unless I note otherwise.
The dancers were all young ranging from 5s to 9s and were all business. In
two hours, fifteen dancers, their smiles thin and forced, must have come
up to me and said straight out, "Would you like a dance?" No, "Hi my name
is…" No, "Hello, Would you like some company?" Just, "Would you like
a dance?…" The answer being negative; moving on immediately. This group
of dancers (using the word reluctantly) was probably the most stone-faced,
bored, and unsmiling group of performers I've ever encountered. These girls
must fall in love at first site, every morning, when they see themselves
in the mirror. As a group they were totally absorbed with themselves in the
mirrors. Only one, Jessica, made any eye contact with me from the stage.
I tipped her $5, but she didn't pick up on the hint and I never saw her again
after she finished her rotation. So you will be forewarned, here are their
names, which I remember only because I wrote them down: Tanya, Haley, Tyler,
Julie, Amber, Lauren, Valentiana, Sabah, Katlin (Catlin), Christian, Cole,
Darlene, and Stacy.
The crowd was generally young and quiet. There was very little tipping and
with these performers I can see why. The music was one indistinguishable
song after another with the DJ making no attempt to "rev" the crowd. In fact,
I'm not sure in which time zone the DJ was operating because he kept saying,
"tonight" all afternoon long.
An interesting side note; was the fat bald guy and his two middle aged female
companions (obviously, from their dress, not dancers) sitting several tables
down from me, whose main purposed seemed to be laughing and making fun of
the dancers. Making comments and laughing among themselves, their conduct
was in remarkably poor taste.
All in all, I found Baby (Barbie) Dolls to be a pretender. It tries very
hard to portray itself as an upscale establishment, but just does not quiet
pull it off. I have read many reviews from other sources portraying Baby
(Barbie) Dolls as a fun party place and "the best club in the metroplex",
but I saw none of that on the day I visited. I will return soon for an evening
visit, for it may be totally different during the evening. I hope I find
it to be so!
Happy Hunting!
|
Club |
 |
Acceptable, but the service
needs improvement. |
|
Dancers |
 |
Based on looks alone; not
entertainment ability. |
|
Attitude |
|
Giving them the benefit
of the doubt. |
|
Nasty
Factor |
 |
I saw nothing to make me
want "laps" here. |
