Let Me In

Throughout London W1, one can find grand Georgian residences, and no more so than the town house located at 20/21 Portman Square. Built for a Countess in the 1770’s, it is now better known as ‘Home House’, a distinctly sumptuous private member’s club.

Now here is the thing; once a month it is also the location of the capital’s newest and hottest party, so good I should really be saying “shhh, it’s a secret”. Instead, here I am telling you how it really is the best disco in town, and that you would do great self-service in ensuring you find yourself being let in to ‘Let Me In’.

‘Let Me In’ is brought to us by Fat Tony & Mark Westhenry, two names any seasoned scene-player will know, so the finest pedigree is already established. They’ve recently had Stewart Who and Boy George as guests upon the decks, and several other names from the great and the good of DJs are also being lined up. Together with that most glamorous hostess S-J, and the ever-smiling charm of Adrian, they are giving something long lacking for many: clubbing with class.

‘Home House’ itself is, of course, not a nightclub, but this is indeed where part of the ambrosial charm of the event comes into being. The grandeur of the entrance hall, the sweeping staircase and the subdued lighting of the large drawing rooms make for the most elegant of surroundings. Or one can always step out into the cool night air on the terrace or balconies. The continuously busy bar brings forth fragrantly good spirits and finely mixed cocktails, and as the night beats on the beautiful people continue to arrive, the dance swells, the chatter and laughter grows and the smiles spread with joyous contagion. Here you are partying with the ‘In’ crowd, and as the song goes, they will show you a really good time.

‘Let Me In’ isn’t simply a club night in a rather different venue. It is like attending thee best private party; everyone mingling, meeting old friends and making new ones, all in the finest surroundings of someone’s private residence . It is becoming ever more popular, and before long it will be, one imagines, nigh on impossible to get past the door, especially with the party season now kicking into full gear. As the touch of winter begins to creep upon us, you really need to try and get yourself on to the ‘Let Me In List’, or else find yourself looking through the window like some Dickensian orphan, longing to be a part of the tremendous revels within: much better that you come celebrate the good life.

Giles Addison, 15 September 2009