Armani Privé

Although Giorgio's very own nightclub has lost some of the exclusive cachet it had when it opened in 2003, it's still worth a spin, particularly if you're keen to check out the new frontiers of plastic surgery or learn a bit of colloquial Russian. It no longer has an invitation-only policy (they stopped that after too many empty nights), but the velvet-rope screening is still pretty vicious: Unless you're very well connected, the best way to get in is book a latish dinner at the Armani/Nobu restaurant upstairs and come down after your miso black cod. Once in, the subdued Japanese decor may come as a disappointment, but this is Armani, after all, not Versace—and the vibe is very much "sitting around looking beautiful" rather than "dancing on the tables." Drinks are punishingly priced, and securing a private table for a group of friends will set you back around 200 euros.