Bar Review Review: Mid-Feb Club Edition
Dearest gentle law student,
Did you miss us? Sorry, we were too busy frame-mogging and jestermaxxing the Bar Czars to give you our latest thoughts on the Law School happenings, but we thought it was about time to put pen to paper and recap some of the good, the bad, and the ugly as we hit the middle of Feb Club. To those who don’t know, Feb Club is a beloved UVA Law tradition where organizations from all over the school host a party every day, offering a challenge known as the Iron Man for those who attend them all (for at least thirty minutes), and showcasing one of the core tenets of UVA Law—alcohol. First, a shout-out to every organization that signed up for the Feb Club calendar: you make UVA Law the most fun school in the T14. While we cannot talk about every party due to space and time constraints of the writer(s), know that we see you, and we hear you. Enough glazing, time for the meat and potatoes.
Feb Club started off, well, in January (’cause we need more time to party), with the Heated Rivalry party hosted by Lambda, at where other than Alderman House. With an ice path carved out to the basement at a width only Bella Hadid could comfortably walk in, people really should have taken the theme to heart and armed themselves with skates, lest they risk eating it on the ice (some, however, gracefully accepted their frozen fate and created what could only be called ice angels). The Alderman House dominated the first half of Feb Club, with the next Friday’s APALSA Rave Party begging the question (in a British accent) “What are the vibes at the Alderman House?”—a quote by Louisa Carron ’27 which was skillfully incorporated into DJ Nayan’s Not Here EDM banger set. Our answer—the vibes were hella tough.
Seamlessly transitioning into yet another DJ-heavy bass-boosted night, the people rallied out of their soju and lychee-jello shot-induced hangover the next day to come to Charlottesville’s hottest new club: Däs Klüb. As Stefon from SNL would say, “This club had everything: frat boy bouncers checking the IDs of people over twenty-five, jackets strewn across the stairs, a questionably hazy dance floor with strobe lights, two fire alarms resulting in firemen storming the place, and ten plastic handles of vodka.” You have to hand it to SBA, they managed to turn a bona fide frat house into UVA Law DFMO Central (for those who do not know: dance-floor make out), with several people leaning into that old college nostalgia, helped by DJ Nayan’s Not Here who opened for Birthday Boy Will Chambers mixing a stellar untz-untz set to solidify the Berghain of it all.
However, these writer(s) would like to take a moment to make a general call for couth for the rest of Feb Club. We heard of a blood clot in the men’s bathroom sink, yack on the jacket pile, cigar-smoke triggering the fire alarm, unnamed other grad students creeping on the law students, DJ equipment getting unplugged in a drunken pratfall, and crop-dusting on the dance floor. While we heavily condone the return of the DFMO and the Däs Klüb tradition of Feb Club past, we must remember to have some decorum moving forward.
Valentine’s weekend started with LALO’s infamous Pitbull party at Pikasso Swig. What made up for the lack of hard liquor and overall dance-floor space was an excellent DJ that kept the party jumping, bald caps making half the class look chopped (with love), and a unique venue that served as a breath of fresh air from the normal Law School social venues. Finally, Valentine’s Day itself celebrated the marriage between NGSL’s Allison Carter ’26 and SBA’s George Nalbandian ’27 in the theme of tacky prom. The nuptials were stress-free and drama-free, a perfect example of how love, in its truest form, should be celebrated. Although George did get left at the altar, he managed mog in a McQueen tie, ’05 Hedi Dior Jeans, and SLP boots. Congratulations to the (un)happy couple!
We can’t wait to see how this year’s Feb Club will end, with notable events like Southeastern Wahoos Dürty South at Dürty Nelly’s, BLSA’s Frat Boy Chic Party, LSL’s Texas-Two Step, and SALSA’s Cavchella 2016 parties on our radar, we hope that law students continue to bring the good energy (and hopefully leave behind the bad).
Until then, signing off . . . .
