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Paris is the city of lights and love. There are your regular nightclubs for dancing the night away to an electro beat and a heavy strobe light. And then there are your libertine clubs for couples wishing to spend a luxurious night in the company of another couple. Note to those adventurous types salivating at the idea of visiting one of these clubs: Only the elite of couples can enter and for a night they can engage in threesomes or more with other willing couples. Its ominous black doors and golden door knobs bear no signs, windows or even a number.
Politicians, sports stars, entrepreneurs, business people of all hues drink, eat and get cozy with new lovers at any time of the day or night, be it happy hour, brunch, or a midnight special. Les Chandelles sits in the heart of Paris in the uber elite 1st Arrondissement. And when you enter Les Chandelles you are gently reminded of the fact that you are in the most select part of town. You are first greeted by a fully-equipped bar, gently backlit with rose-coloured lights and well-appointed with top shelf bottles.
On my visit to Les Chandelles, I was filming for a French series. However, here in the club, anything goes. Porn stars and political stars rub shoulders, swill glasses of Deutz, and eat ravenously from plates of caviar and steak tartare. Sidelong come-hither glances shoot from one couple to another in the reflections of the huge floor-length mirrors on every wall. Everyone is immaculately dressed on the first floor: You suddenly understand why there are mirrors everywhere: Descend one floor down and you find an even larger bar and a stage equipped with a stripper pole.
And people are less dressed, less inhibited, and less preoccupied with what they are eating and drinking. On my visit to the club, everyone availed themselves of the pole for a chance at living out some sort of stripper fantasy. Les Chandelles is one of the most elite swingers clubs in Paris. Courtesy of Les Chandelles. Adjacent to the bar is another room fitted with a huge rose bed big enough to keep several bodies warm.
On this particular day, three Eastern-European women clad in black and red lingerie are all perched in the bed with a male friend stripped down to his boxers. Across from the bed sits a smaller sofa bed, equally plush and inviting to the adventurous types. And here two couples recline in various states of undress. Lastly there is a hallway that leads from this group bedroom through a darkly lit space.