“This Girl Proceeded to Manize Him” by Kinsee Morlan
Zokalo is a relatively new upper-class lounge in Tijuana. I’ve ignored it for the past year due to a $20 cover and what I imagined would be crowds filled with bags so large and douchey that I wouldn’t be able to breathe, let alone dance and enjoy myself.
But last Thursday night, my curiosity got the best of me. It was ladies night, which meant I got in free and drank free all night. Sometimes, having a vagina really pays off. And as if the freebies weren’t enough, at about midnight, the male strippers made an appearance. Ah yes, male strippers — a party favor that isn’t offered anywhere in conservative old San Diego.
Would I recommend Zocalo to my hipster friends who tend to hate fancy bars outfitted with LED lights that change color constantly, lighting the white pleather lounge furniture as well as the trying-waaaaay-too-hard faces of the people sitting on it? No. But for all you girls out there who haven’t enjoyed the pleasure of letting a male stripper take a dollar bill out of your pants with his teethe, I’d say you just found something to do on Thursday nights.