When every other place lets you...

When every other place lets you down, Baby Dolls are the arms you keep running back to. I actually find it a bit humorous when the facility itself is described as glamorous because physically it looks more like a place that Patrick Swayze might protect in "Roadhouse" than one where Al Pacino might snort coke in "Scarface." There's no "velvet rope" vibe to the place. Shit, they play a ton of country music. You aren't going to find Dallas Cowboys players popping bottles and making it rain.

But the blue collar vibe is kind of nice every now and then. It's a place to hang out more than one to be milked dry (I mean financially). You don't get the sense like you often do in Las Vegas, for example, that everything's an upsell. The dancers aren't quite at Vegas quality either, but one or two won't be far off, and one or two is all it takes. And you'll almost always find that among the fairly large population of dancers on most nights.

The $3 cover charge is a genius way to have everybody walk in with a good first impression too. Must applaud that managerial decision.