Halloween in Los Angeles is a competition nobody admits to entering, and the costume you have been quietly assembling since August deserves a room that will actually read it. Downtown, on the Friday before the holiday, a bar on West 7th gives it one. Five dollars if you RSVP and ten if you turn up cold, and the gap between those two numbers is the only planning this requires. The crowd here does not do sexy-nurse Halloween, it does the obscure reference that three people will catch, and those three people will find you before midnight. Doors at eight running to two, so there is time for the room to fill, turn over, and reach the hour where the floor is sweating and the DJ has stopped caring about clean transitions. The Monty is small enough that a genuinely good costume becomes a minor local event. Dress for the people who will get it. They are already on their way.
Halloween in Los Angeles is a competition nobody admits to entering, and the costume you have been quietly assembling since August deserves a room that will actually read it. Downtown, on the Friday before the holiday, a bar on West 7th gives it one. Five dollars if you RSVP and ten if you turn up cold, and the gap between those two numbers is the only planning this requires. The crowd here does not do sexy-nurse Halloween, it does the obscure reference that three people will catch, and those three people will find you before midnight. Doors at eight running to two, so there is time for the room to fill, turn over, and reach the hour where the floor is sweating and the DJ has stopped caring about clean transitions. The Monty is small enough that a genuinely good costume becomes a minor local event. Dress for the people who will get it. They are already on their way.
Halloween in Los Angeles is a competition nobody admits to entering, and the costume you have been quietly assembling since August deserves a room that will actually read it. Downtown, on the Friday before the holiday, a bar on West 7th gives it one. Five dollars if you RSVP and ten if you turn up cold, and the gap between those two numbers is the only planning this requires. The crowd here does not do sexy-nurse Halloween, it does the obscure reference that three people will catch, and those three people will find you before midnight. Doors at eight running to two, so there is time for the room to fill, turn over, and reach the hour where the floor is sweating and the DJ has stopped caring about clean transitions. The Monty is small enough that a genuinely good costume becomes a minor local event. Dress for the people who will get it. They are already on their way.