Skye Bar

This place is crap. Not only do they charge at door but also every floor. I went in paid 20 bucks at the door then went upstairs to only find out that I had to Pay another 20 bucks to stay «VIP» where my friend was having her party! First and last time. Your better off at plush

Ok. This club has potential to be a really good club. However, there were not a lot of people actually dressed up in here. Everyone was wearing short sleeve shirts, jeans, running shoes. People at the VIP booths getting bottles either looked like drug dealers or pimps. The only people who were dressed up were the girls and everyone was giving us very weird looks as if trying to ask «what are these people doing in here?»
Oh. Why were they giving us that look? Probably because I was the only Asian guy in the club and my friend was the only white person in the club.
Well. Here’s what happened, my friend and I came into town to party and wanted to get bottles at a club. The information guy at the hotel recommended checking out Skye. We went to Skye around 5:30 to see what it was like and the bouncer (white guy) told us that it was currently a gay club at the moment but that event ended in half an hour and that at night, it got better. So I told him that I wanted bottles so he had someone show us around and see if we were interested. You have to take an elevator to get up to the top.
They have 3 different levels. The bottom level is the dance floor with booths all around. The 2^nd level is just booths overlooking the dance floor. The top level is the balcony outside with a bar and for people to just go and chill and get some fresh air and smoke. So the place looked pretty good and I asked him what the bottle specials were. $ 200/​bottle for Effin. Minimum 2 bottles. Deal ended at 11. So this wasn’t too bad and I figured my friend and I could polish off the 2 bottles easily while giving drinks out to girls and bringing them back to the table. Well. We got to cut in front of about 300 people waiting to get inside. Didn’t really notice the line outside because we polished off a bottle of Goose as a pregame. Well. Once we got in, they immediately swiped my credit card and made me sign my tab. Never seen that in my life before. Should have realized something was up. They probably did this because they realized that I was the only asian and my friend was the only white guy and that we would probably leave.
Well. After drinking half of a bottle, we looked around and realized that we really didn’t fit in and were kind of getting dirty looks. So we left 2 bottles of Effin on the table and went to Plush across the street and got 2 bottles of goose there.

I am pretty sure it was a Saturday night at 12ish in August ’10.
imagine if you took all the female contestants from Flava of Love/​Ochocinco/​RayJ shows, and all the men that would want to knock boots with the aforementioned women and put them up in a three story club banging songs that hit so hard it made my necklace vibrate (this part, I liked). .this is Skyebar.
The good news for Vh1 is that there is no shortage of New Yorks in Dallas — the place was packed. Let me interject here and clarify that the place was abound with some truly good-​looking brothers and sisters. And I mean that in a «damn-he-fine”/“wow-she-is-beautiful» kind of way. I felt like the women were early twenty-​somethings and the men ranged from 20 – 35.
The elevator situation to get from floor to floor was attrocious… which left the stairs as the only way to get up and get down between levels. This drunk dude came out of no where in the stairwell and got very aggressive with my friend, which was actually really scary because the stairwell is huge and empty and no one was around to help us. When we tried to leave at about 1:40 the stairwells had all been shut down by the security guards. Finally, at 2 we were all herded out the same exit. I was so happy to be outside I could of jumped up and clicked my heels together…
I guess in retrospect, I would go back to this place… just to see. I think maybe if I had about 3 or 4 shots before I went it might have been a completely different experience.

Oh HELL to the NO.
I was invited to Skye bar one Friday night to join a group of friends who were doing bottle service in the VIP area so I’m thinking no cover and free drinks so how bad could it be. So I get to the main doors to see an incredibly short line (this should have been a sign), tell the guy at the door who I’m with and he tells me to fork over 10 bucks (another sign), the elevators are incredibly slow and there was a wait so I had to walk up 4 flights of stairs in my new incredibly uncomfortable shoes (big red flag this night was going to go downhill).
Once I finally get to where I’m supposed to be the place is packed. As I’m trying to navigate through the crowd with another girlfriend I get dry humped by men in sunglasses, one man raps to me about how «fly» he is and some witch bag comes really close to spilling her drink on my dress. The music on this Friday night was pure rap which I’m not too big of a fan of and at one point some wangsters started throwing dollar bills onto my group expecting some action and his friend followed up with a wad of napkins. Nice guys, real nice.
When I’m finally settled and getting ready to make a drink I’m pissed to find all the bottle empty. I know I can’t handle this place sober so I make the trek to the nearest bar and order a drink. An X rated and sprite here ran me about $ 7 and after my card is swiped I realized that gratuity is already included ($ 2). I realize I have to escape this place and heard there was a rooftop patio so we make our way up more flights of stairs. The patio is much better, it’s nicely decorated, there’s a bar, salsa music playing and way less annoying people.
I guess a few hours had passed by and last call was announced. I’m ready to go and as we’re walking out there’s a fight that breaks out in the elevators so everyone is being forced to take the stairs… DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE LEAVE AFTER LAST CALL? It was like a damn stampede. People are throwing insults and drinks at each other as we’re all trying to go down to the lobby, what a waste of a night.