Gray B.
Yelp
For my 21st birthday, I had a large group of friends celebrating with me, and our last stop of the evening was going to be Babe's. When we walked inside we were apathetically greeted by two older women; one on a stool checking IDs, and the other hovering nearby, appearing to be a bouncer of sorts. They let me inside and I turned to wait for the rest of my friends. Several of my girlfriends had on crop tops, and as they approached the threshold, the two older women scornfully announced that they either had to put on shirts, or they were not allowed in. Considering that this was a club, and no place that I had been to before had such restrictions on attire, I asked why that rule was in place. It wasn't as if Babe's was a place of classiness or cleanliness, either... The bouncer scoffed, "No women are allowed to have any stomach showing." I asked her if those rules were stated anywhere on their website, and she replied, "Naw, but if you don't like it, you can get out. You wouldn't be served if you didn't have shoes or a shirt on- same thing here." But, it obviously wasn't the same thing at all, so I got my money for the entrance fee back, and rounded up the rest of the group, feeling quite bewildered and angry.
Firstly, Babe's represents a part of the gay Richmond community- a community that prides itself on inclusion and acceptance, and that I'm proud to be a part of as a gay male. The fact that my female friend's couple inches of bare skin were so sexualized the moment that they entered, made my blood boil. After all, this is the 21st century, and it wasn't like we were exposing ourselves in any crass or provocative way. Secondly, they didn't question my attire when I entered first with a skimpy, mesh, see-through top. What a double standard... Needless to say, we were smart to head elsewhere for a fun end to the night. I've heard from numerous people that Babe's has gone by the wayside, but this brief experience truly solidified it.