They're All Mad Here
Hollywood Nights Down the Rabbit Hole

Once upon a time, there was a pretty young blonde thing named Alice.

She was a little clumsy, but she liked to party.

So she fell down this random rabbit hole, and landed on the banquettes at the Dolce Group's wild, new surreal spectacle called Wonderland. And so she began to dance.

Outside, the former home of Shag is now covered in bold purple stripes, but inside things get curiouser and curiouser. Shrubs shaped like chess pieces. A rose garden. Playing cards in the windows. Framed Mad Hatter silhouettes. Wildly inaccurate clocks. But also: a giant, glittering bar. And of course, the DJ—on warm LA nights, the party will literally blow the (retractable) roof off much of the place.

If you're into the tiered-dancing thing, you'll want the table in the corner all the way back under the DJ booth where the view's best in all directions. (Bonus: the giant looking-glass wall reflects your revelry throughout the place.) But if you'd prefer to actually (maybe) hear what your Alice has to say, you'll want to settle into the breezier candlelit rose garden side—for drinks like the White Queen (one ingredient: vodka) or the Tweedle Dee (a shot of Jack and a beer).

Not quite a tea party, but we think you'll make do.