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Originally Posted by macklow am waaaay too white-bread for the fri-sat nite crowd |
You're only as white-bread as you think!
I've never had a single issue going at OPM on a Friday or Saturday, even in the winter months when I'm a fairly pale individual. Shit, I've often gone there with my bleach-blonde hair spiked up with a bit of green (or blue or red) gunk and not once have I felt in any way threatened or otherwise uncomfortable.
In my case, OPM represents a huge reason of why I love clubbing in Vegas so much: it's the perfect example of the attitude that it doesn't matter who you are, what you look like or where you're from; when you're in the same place as others with the same goal of having a great time... much respect.
For all the surprised and confused glances I do get from time to time OPM, I've gotten many more nods, waves, handshakes and hugs.
Maybe I'm just comfortable striking up a conversation and/or dancing with anyone, or that I don't feel like Wonder bread because I grew up in a part of Hawai'i where less than 5% of the population was white. Maybe it's because I recognize and get excited when the DJs drop the tracks you rarely hear in a club. Maybe the "upscale" dress code of OPM helps balance things out.
All I know is that I have a daaaamn good time each and every visit I make to OPM.