From its sleek architectural lines and semi-industrial aesthetics to its boisterous, underground party-house vibes, the Lash may be the ultimate hip-kid haven in downtown or maybe all of L.A. Apparently “lash” is slang for getting smashed, and it's fitting because excess and escapism always seem highly appropriate inside this dark, hidden hot spot, which kinda feels like a chic dive in Europe. If it wasn't for the very L.A. crowd (you know, people with healthy social media followings and unhealthy sleep schedules), the Lash could be somewhere far, far away. But the promotions here are, in fact, some of the most interesting in town, like Mustache Mondays, which has found gregarious new life for its long-running gay grind-a-thons after leaving La Cita; Heav3n, which attracts hordes of uber-hip Technicolor-tressed and -dressed club kids; and '90s Goth Klub, which fills up with the flashback-minded fishnet set. In a city where fabulousness is governed by fuzzy memories and fickle favoritism, the Lash has managed to keep its buzz for three years now, and from the looks of things, it's gonna keep on swinging for a while.

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