et ready for clubbing, decked out in your favourite Italian designer fashion statement. Don't go overboard, however, for the fading of this fantasy begins when you first hop out of your Beck’s taxi onto the dirty, newspaper-littered streets of foul-aired Chinatown.

Notice the collection of 20 and 30 somethings just sort of milling around the velvet rope each wearing their finest duds as they shamelessly drop any name or any line that might somehow land them on the other side. If you’re not dressed to par, you’ll have an easier time getting into Fort Knox.

The music is unrestrained with heavy beats. Deejays are the stars here, as Saturday’s “Girls on Film” boasts an all girl DJ lineup. Set up in the mid-section of the room and start spinning - and stay spinning until the sun comes up. Local-area deejays alternate spinning, “Our House” Fridays sees DJs Devon Hall, J Prez, Ludikris, while the Saturday lineup is AMG, DJ Valeri and The Viber Veronica, and Chiclet for Girls on Film. This cozy second-story club now hosts a number of weekly parties, Wednesday and Thursday nights have now begun.

A relatively young gathering of immaculately turned-out urbanites congregate to make two distinctive crowds: early evening (read 10pm) the club is a lounger’s delight, preclubber, and loungers who make this the destination point. Then comes the 3am club-closing crunch, when little Chinatown has never seen so many well dressed Torontonians (and glamorous suburb interlopers). In other words, it's an insomniac’s dream and the crowd looks like they just walked off a runway.