“Growing old is inevitable, but growing up is optional”—a classic birthday card slogan to console us as we cling to our youth lest we become—god forbid—boring. Well, there’s no need for cliché catchphrases anymore because nightlife big bananas The Simons of Copenhagen are further legitimising the frivolous behaviour of the thirty going on thirteen-agers among us with their hedonistic Sunday Club. And hell, are they doing it right.
This isn’t your usual club, by the way. There’s a “no photos” policy to keep your naughty shenanigans off the net, which could be anything above and beyond your kinkiest dream with one of the raunchy Thai Ladyboys and/or Go-Go girls who strut their stuff on the table tops. All-out abandon comes at a price however—your comfort zone will be half-forgotten and your phone’s signal will be scrambled, just in case you should dare make contact with the outside world. There’s even a ‘kitchen’ in which sensory trips are on the menu… What? You’ll have to find out for yourselves, you curious young whippersnappers. We know you want to.