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Quelle horror! This recession thing is really real now, people. The Observer is reporting that the Beatrice Inn has been forced to let in out-of-town no-names because they allegedly need their dirty hard-earned bridge and tunnel money...or do they? The West Village bar is famously run by Chloë Sevigny's brother Paul, and on top of a strict door policy it boasts a hefty regulars list of the young, beautiful and bold-faced. But now the patrons have noticed they're letting just about anyone in these days.
“It’s just a totally different crowd now,” said a 22-year-old model, who until recently was a regular at the bar. “I’ve seen the doorman let in Jersey trash—girls dressed in like H&M and Forever 21—sleazy guys looking to pick up underage girls, Gossip Girl wannabes, and like C-list celebrities,” the model continued. “It’s just not the same. People stagger up and ask for autographs and they take photos with cell phone cameras. Before, anyone who would be doing that would never be allowed in. It’s going the way of other clubs like Bungalow 8.”One regular had a more upbeat outlook, however, saying that the usual crowd is simply too cold to leave their lofty lairs at the moment (or maybe they're in Atlantic City?). Meanwhile, Mr. Sevigny assured the paper, "If anything, the Beatrice’s door policy has gotten tighter, not looser. We don’t make a ton of money, but we do pride ourselves on having one of the toughest door policies in New York City. I guarantee you we will be the last to sell out.” Sorry, Jersey (or anyone not approximately this cool), take your pedestrian names and synthetic poly-blends back from whence they came!
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I love how the "regulars" think they aren't as bad as the trash coming in now.
Seriously! Although it'd probably be a fascinating social study—the former "exclusives" derisively looking at mere plebes.
Does anyone really care about this?
Wow, I'm so not cool I'd never even heard of the place.
holyfrijole: What makes you so cool is that you've never even heard of this place. It's serious for 15 minutes, and then "next!" It was a nice idea, then it turned into a status symbol. But what status?
weird that gothamist would even write an article like this, it seems to not really be the right demographic for gothamist.
there's nothing special about the place, it's just if you're friends with that kind of person, usually pretentious, so everyone just looks at eachother.
but a strange article for gothamist to be writing...
I am curious to know what the Gothamist demographic is--or what you think it is. And isn't mocking the insufferably vain sporting for all demographics?
Maybe this shit should be on Gawker or something.
will they let a middle aged guy all dress up in LL Bean including a hooded anorak in?
I used to do this in the early nineties to see which places let me in. None.
but I did notice all the doormen/bouncers were giant black guys and all mentioned I'm not allowed entrance, "private party". Most had good humor about it though because they knew I was bustin their chops.
I find it strange that Paul Sevigny likes to keep out "undesirables" when his sister Chloe gives blow jobs on the big screen (anybody catch "Brown Bunny?").
Unfortunately. And to Vincent Gallo no less! BLEH
HAHA! Beatrice Inn sucks.
I forsee this place doing deliveries soon.
Ed, you don't even know what you're talking about so what is the point of talking. I don't even think they serve food.
Paul Sevigny doesn't call this place a hipsteraunt for no reason, but who really gives a shit anyway.
And Jen why was my perfectly legitimate well thought out comment not approved? Why do you pick and choose
Yo Sev, I think I speak for all the guys back in Montclair whenI say: you need to get a better TV.
I saw a few of the young, beautiful and bold-faced going thru my trashcan this morning. Recessions are a biatch, huh?
Don't worry; I'll save that extra chicken bone for tomorrow!
I hate that model. I don't know her, but I hate her. I hope her hair falls out. Whore.
Place looks pretty lame/boring anyway. Meh.
Oh please, I would NOT go to the Beatrice Inn if they paid ME. Every self respecting New Yorker should ban all these so called "hip" dumps so they can all shut down. I rather have a light or dark one @ McSorleys any day of the week!!