With its resoundingly unironic name, and sibling establishments in St Tropez and Cannes, the VIP Room’s status can be in no doubt. It’s a Dom Perignon-pouring, podium-dancing, supermodel-friendly kinda place, with a music policy of up-for-it house and garage, and blingy hip-hop. Karl Lagerfeld has been seen to enjoy himself here, and it’s a natural habitat for P Diddy, Paris Hilton, French celebs and people you see in Hello!. It moved recently from the Champs Elysees, but little has changed: the decor is luxy-disco, the dress code’s expensive and flimsy, and the champagne always flows. N.B. it’s pronounced ‘vip’, to rhyme with ‘who’s got the keys to my Jeep’.