Turn down the lights, hire a bunch of cute hosts, and keep the drinks coming, and it shouldn’t matter what your club looks like, right? Actually, no. Designing host clubs is a lot like designing casinos and supermarkets – if you want to inspire women to spend money like water, you better make sure you have a bunch of these:
Or if you just have one, make sure you label it so everyone knows it’s an EXPENSIVE one! (Club Dolce)
And why do we have to have so many chandeliers? Because the ur-club that started it all, back in the 70s, had so many chandeliers it basically WAS a chandelier.
Of course, black seems like a no-brainer in a club where, uh, things can and do get spilled, but consider this: if you go with white, you can spiff it all up with colored lights. (Club AnAn )
SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT, FOR CUSTOMERS WHO AREN’T QUITE WITH THE PROGRAM
Use English, so your non-English-speaking customers can blush and giggle over the Google Translate on their phones. (Candy Club)
Say it in pictures. Weird, subliminal pictures. (Club Platina)
THROW IN A BUNCH OF LEOPARD PRINT
The more leopards, the better.
Fake fur and leopard print-clad Ageha Gals are perfectly camouflaged at the Club Ageha.
If you can’t get yourself any leopards, bombard your customers with luxe patterns on every surface, even the ceiling, like they do at the Club Honey.
GOTTA HAVE SOME PRIVATE BOOTHS…
…so the free-spending customer enjoying a night with her favorite host can see, but not be seen. (Club Fate)
What goes on behind the red curtains? Whatever it is, I’ll have what she’s having! (Scandal Club)
…AND A VIP ROOM, FOR WHEN THEY’RE READY TO LEVEL UP FROM THE PRIVATE BOOTHS
It’s no coincidence that the portal to the VIP room is guarded by rows and rows of the kind of super-pricey booze you need to buy in order to even get a shot at taking your main squeeze in there for a nip. (I Need You Club)
DON’T FORGET THE LASERS
No host club would be complete without lasers. Lots of frickin’ lasers. Because when there’s a champagne call, the whole club’s gotta know it.
Mirror ball of the new millennium: the LASER mirror ball. (Club Senorita)
Or step it up a notch, and go full-on laser light show. (Magic Club)
DISPLAY THE HELL OUT OF THAT ASPIRATIONAL BOOZE
“I’ll know I’ve made it when…
…I can afford something from the glowing pink $ Collection!” (Rey’s Club)
Or forget the mirrors, the video screens, the leopard print booths – decorate the walls with decanters of spirits so expensive they’ll make your eyes water. (Club Celes)
AND NOW, FOR THE TEST…
Chandelier? Check! Tower o’ glasses, waiting for the Dom? Check! VIP room complete with tinkling fountain? Check! Private room with tufted leather love seat? Check, check, check! (Club Romeo)
Or you can do it all in style! This is one of the clubs where I went to do the research for Fallen Angel.
Fallen Angel readers often ask me what it’s really like to go to a host club. If you’re curious too, here are answers to the TOP TEN QUESTIONS ABOUT HOST CLUBS:
I was going to suggest that when you come back to Tokyo, we go to a host club. I’ve never been to one. But after looking at these pictures, I’m feeling slightly nauseated.
Ha, it’s definitely an acquired taste, for Westerners! Also, the last time I went, I was totally wiped out afterwards, because speaking Japanese to a new stranger every ten minutes for two hours while drinking sho-chu, with loud J-pop playing in the background, is NOT RELAXING. heh.
Yes, there are hundreds, all over Japan! It’s big business! Have you, by any chance, seen the short documentary “The Great Happiness Space”? It’s a beautifully-done piece about a host club in Osaka, told entirely through supremely well-edited interviews with hosts and their customers. Well worth a look (on Netflix or maybe even YouTube, subtitled in English) if you’re at all interested in seeing and hearing these guys for yourself.
And thank you for making my day by telling me you enjoyed Fallen Angel! It’s so thrilling to hear a kind voice come out of the void, and say the thing all writers live to hear! （＾Ｏ＾☆♪
Only In Japan 
I was going to suggest that when you come back to Tokyo, we go to a host club. I’ve never been to one. But after looking at these pictures, I’m feeling slightly nauseated.
Ha, it’s definitely an acquired taste, for Westerners! Also, the last time I went, I was totally wiped out afterwards, because speaking Japanese to a new stranger every ten minutes for two hours while drinking sho-chu, with loud J-pop playing in the background, is NOT RELAXING. heh.
Wow, Jonelle. Loved Fallen Angel but I assumed that the clubs you talked about were sort of one-offs. No idea the whole idea was so huge…
Yes, there are hundreds, all over Japan! It’s big business! Have you, by any chance, seen the short documentary “The Great Happiness Space”? It’s a beautifully-done piece about a host club in Osaka, told entirely through supremely well-edited interviews with hosts and their customers. Well worth a look (on Netflix or maybe even YouTube, subtitled in English) if you’re at all interested in seeing and hearing these guys for yourself.
And thank you for making my day by telling me you enjoyed Fallen Angel! It’s so thrilling to hear a kind voice come out of the void, and say the thing all writers live to hear! （＾Ｏ＾☆♪