10 Favorite Strip Clubs in Metro Phoenix (NSFW)
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5. Candy Store
Getting into certain high-end ecdysiast emporiums can sometimes be a real pain in the wallet. After coughing up cash for hefty cover charges and valet parking, there's the sky-high price of booze plus whatever cost is involved with cozying up to some cutie-pie. That certainly ain't the case at the Candy Store, as all sorts of sweet deals can be had at the North Phoenix topless club.
There's no cover until 6 p.m. -- even then, it only a five spot -- drink specials like two-for-one well cocktails on Wednesdays are in abundance, and lap dances are $7. Low-cost doesn't mean low-rent, however, particularly when it comes to the diverse lineup of lovely-looking lasses working either of its stages or getting up close and personal with patrons. Most are amply-endowed, either through artificial or natural means, helping underscore that the club's slogan (a riff on an old David Cross joke): "Fake Boobs, Real Beer."
Benjamin Leatherman A trio of dancers from Jaguars Gold Club.
4. Jaguars Gold Club
There's no shortage of either swankiness or space inside this supersized den of debauchery located just off Interstate 17. When it was built in 2005 as a part of the national chain of Penthouse Clubs, its original proprietors spared no expense piled on the poshness. And while's name has changed (a couple times, actually), its still as swank as ever, from its tuck 'n' roll booths to its marble bars. There's plenty of (heavy) breathing room in Jaguars' main showroom, even during the peak nights on Friday and Saturday evenings. The equally large VIP section is cloistered behind a glass wall and cloaked in just enough darkness to afford a great deal of seclusion. There's even a small shop just off the foyer selling both merchandise and some adult novelties, just in case couple want to get their party to go.
3. Skin Cabaret
A die-hard strip club connoisseur we know described Skin Cabaret thusly: "It's where to go when you want to catch a buzz and see some beautiful almost naked women up close." It's not Walt Whitman's "I Sing the Body Electric," by any means, but it's an apt summation of the Scottsdale exotic establishment. A topless lounge with an almost supper club-like appearance, its bathed in warm tones with visitors catching a gander of the mainstage shenanigans from small table bathed in dim lighting. It's populated with gorgeous dime-pieces that look like they belong in The 'Dale. (Our personal fave is the elegant and leggy Veronica). If you're craving something besides an eyeful of naughty bits, a free buffet is offered daily until 6 p.m. and hourly shot specials are called out by the DJ.
44 N. 32nd St., Phoenix, AZ