Mason House

Most ridiculous, sexist door staff I’ve ever come across — and I’ve worked in my fair share of pubs and clubs.
Upon arrival a very rude woman demanded to see my shoes, took one look and decided I wasn’t coming in. That was it. I suffer from back pain and as a result am unable to wear high heels for a long time (maybe to dinner, but certainly not out to a club). But she didn’t care about that.
I understand clubs have an image to maintain but they weren’t exactly grubby trainers, just plain black ballet pumps. I was in a group of seven girls all dressed up and our money, quite frankly, is just as good as anyone else’s.
Management need to review their elitist door policy. Or train the staff to be more courteous. I wouldn’t even bother going again — she’d probably find another reason to publicly humiliate me and turn me away at the door.
Absolutely disgusting.

Location — literally like two secs from Oxford Circus station. Great for tube travellers or night busers.
Ambience — very dark and kind of ritualistic or gothic almost. Pics of old English men, maybe free masons. Brick interiors with candle stands and bars. Quite cool tbh, definitely like the movie, An American Werewolf in Paris, nightclub scene where the ppl transform and start killing everyone. Thank God I made it out alive!
Dress — casual. I was way overdressed in my white dress and heels. I should have come in hot pants, stockings and army boots! But the vibe was still good, just not necessarily the most posh place in Mayfair area.
Prices — get on a list or you’re going to pay! Period.
Experience — it was okay overall. I’d probably go back although it was wayyyyyy overcrowded and you couldn’t really move. The person I was with really didn’t like it though. So much that we left early, but I’d still recommend to people, especially those who like the Shoreditchy scene.