Stella’s: Glittery balls of light hanging from the ceiling, tinsel draped luxuriously over American flags, an original Broadway cast poster of Hello Dolly! on the wall. Yep, it’s gay. And old. Old and gay…ponder the gravitas of this phrase before traversing the pompadour-sporting sentinel who holds down Fort Fruity. The only rugs you’ll find here are glued to men’s heads. If you’re brave enough to descend into the basement strip club, you’re likely to see the stray customer getting more than an eyeful (wink, wink). The locals can take it, but if you’re more of an Indiana tourist twink looking to paint the town pink, ditch this dive and head on over to Splash. |
