65 Rivington Street
What: Quirky cocktail bar, inspired by a Lewis Carroll poem, down a grungy backstreet in hip Shoreditch (no sign—look for the neon C's).
The look: Deco-style mirrored walls, antique gramophones and mismatched floral chairs. Walk through a giant wardrobe to a larger bar out back.
Who goes: Local hipsters and black-clad designy types.
Sound track: Uplifting eclectica—from happy house to jazz-funk and soul.
What to wear: Red lipstick, beret, and ironic tea dress for girls; skinny pants and fitted shirt for boys.
What to drink: Go all out with the Mad Hatter's Tiki Punchbowl to share.
Door policy: "We don't have anything as pretentious as a guest list." Arrive early if you want a seat.