Not exactly a strip club “expert” just yet, new ED Editor Lilly Jenner had her first opportunity to visit the largest adult nightclub in the world. The experience didn’t disappoint!
(Note: This story appears in the May 2023 issue of ED Magazine)
Note: New ED Publications Editor, Lilly Jenner, had only recently started her job when she visited Tootsie’s Cabaret. This is her first-person account of a visit to the largest adult club in the world.
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was visiting Miami for a friend’s birthday, and ED Publisher Dave Manack advised I couldn’t miss the opportunity to visit “the world’s largest strip club,” the renowned Tootsies Cabaret. Manack prepped me with this sentiment: “It’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced.”
The security was on point even as I mentioned at the door that I had come to meet Mehall, the club’s head of operations. Mehall’s name carried weight, but it didn’t clear anybody in my party of a thorough security check. The guards made me circle, to verify my somewhat transparent dress (over a bodysuit) was OK for the club.
It was, and we were in.
“I’m at a table, stage-left, three women and one man,” I texted Mehall when we were admitted.
“Main stage?” He replied.
I hadn’t realized there were others! The club is massive, with four full-liquor bars, two stages downstairs, a stage upstairs and a few private rooms with poles as well. Having arrived early enough to watch the UFC fight, which was showing on a wall-sized TV in the main room, as well as in the sports bar, Knockers, we were there before the club got packed. And Mehall, who had just showed up for his 9 pm shift, was able to give us a tour of the club.
Politely, he eyed my heels, and decided, “We’ll take the elevator.”
There is nothing like the VIP experience at Tootsies, which has backdoor entrances for added privacy. Mehall told flashy stories of celebrity visits, impressing myself and my gaggle of friends. In light of these brags, he emphasized the affordability of the basic VIP levels.
He was a calmly organized person. As Mehall spoke with us, he attended doubly to our conversation and to his always buzzing radio and phone. After our tour, our guide graciously ordered us a few rounds of drinks, then left us in the care of his diligent floor staff. Overall, Mehall was a fantastic host who made my friends and me feel like very-important-persons ourselves.
I was traveling with my female friend, whose birthday it was, her male friend, and a girl I had just started seeing. An exotic dancer named “Ice” recognized our group’s interest in her. She offered my female friend a lap dance, which her male friend purchased for her as a birthday present. Then she offered my date and I a couple’s dance, something neither of us had ever experienced. For my “research,” I figured we’d better say “yes”…
“An exotic dancer named ‘Ice’ recognized our group’s interest in her. She offered my female friend a lap dance, which her male friend purchased for her as a birthday present. Then she offered my date and I a couple’s dance, something neither of us had ever experienced. For my ‘research,’ I figured we’d better say ‘yes.'” – Editor, Lilly Jenner
Ice took us into a room with booths for private dances and began dancing for us while my date and I made out. It was pretty hot, so we missed the cue for another song starting. Our dancer asked professionally if we’d like to keep going. Enchanted, I said “yes”…fortunately my date was digging the experience, too, and she paid our $100 bill.
Ice made kind and intelligent conversation with us as she danced — something I find unbearably sexy. It was a good thing I had a date to go back to the hotel with, or I could have gone into debt over the entertainers. Besides the woman who danced for us privately, I noted one with a big butt and black glasses — yes, I like smart girls… and butts — I longed to stay longer for. But alas, not having a huge budget, and having already given a good amount in tips, we left for the night.
I enjoyed the variety of the dancers and the precision of the service. Truly, I saw beautiful women of all kinds dancing at Tootsies. And it lived it up to all I’d been told to expect: my experience was a one-of-a-kind, sinful Miami pleasure. Thanks, Tootsies!
