697 Wandsworth Road, London, SW8 3JF
So we haven’t posted for a while – no it wasn’t because we hadn’t been out on various towns, obviously we have. It wasn’t because we couldn’t find anywhere worthy of a review, obviously we did. It’s because we couldn’t bothered. And so on to the latest loo review….
To succeed a venue has to have it’s finger on the latest style button – that’s obvious. Better still if it’s a bit ahead of the curve. Even better if the toilets reflect this too.
Welcome to Lost Society. No honestly. We’re not going to follow that with aa cheesy joke about how “You’re welcome to it” (a ha, a ha ha)…. We’ll save that for a review of some other convenience when we’re feeling more bitchy.
Lost Society is lovely and fin de siecle, it’s flowery and decadent, it’s all gloomy and shiny and baroque and flock wallpaper-ish. The toilets reflect that by being all cut glass heart mirrors and lush colours. Who can fail to feel good about a venue which uses mirrors that tell you that you’re loveable? The colours are vibrant and there is plenty of room to feel right at home in them. Levels of cleanliness were high and we were eating there so we were up and down the stairs all night to use the WCs – the standards were maintained throughout.
One feature of the toilets is that the doors to the ladies and mens are open – so you can see the urinals, gloriously placed against the deep red wall of the men’s toilets. To some that might be a reason to mark it down, but not for us, we’re just those kind of gals. And remarkably there were no nasty smells emanating! Even better.
So what is our verdict? Despite a genuine hope that we would be able to review the toilets by telling you that “Lost Society can get lost!” we have to instead use the following phrase:-
“Lose yourself in Lost Society”