I’ve been to Vendôme Miami twice. Once for my friend Maya’s birthday with a table. And once on a random Saturday when I tried the guest list. Two nights, two moods, same shiny vibe. If you want the extended version with every glitter bomb accounted for, peek at my full Vendôme recap.
Getting in: lines, lists, and the shoe drama
Here’s the thing. The line moves, but it’s not fast. Both times, I got there around 11:30. That helped. A lot.
- Guest list night: I was on a promoter’s list. I still waited about 20 minutes. It hit midnight, and they switched to cover. My buddy paid $40. I got waved in since I came before 12. Barely.
- Table night: We had a 1K minimum for six girls on a Saturday. With tax and service, it was closer to 1.4K. That comes with mixers and a sparkler moment, which is cute and loud.
Dress code felt strict-but-not-crazy. My block heels? Fine. My friend wore flat sandals and got bounced. We swapped shoes on the curb. Not my proudest moment, but it worked. You know what? Pack backup shoes.
Security was firm, not rude. IDs got scanned. Bags got checked. Pretty standard.
Inside vibe: gold, velvet, and a packed dance nook
I like the room. It’s flashy but not tacky. Think gold details, plush seats, glossy mirrors, and a little dance floor that fills fast. If you want space, grab a rail or slide near a table you know. If not, you’ll stand shoulder-to-shoulder by 1 am.
It’s dark, but the lighting hits just right for photos. Confetti went off around 2. Cryo jets blasted cold air at my face at 1:45, and I didn’t hate it. My makeup stayed put. My curls tried their best.
Music and sound: hip-hop, Latin, and “oh wow, that throwback”
Both nights, the DJ bounced between hip-hop, reggaeton, and pop. Quick blends. No long mixes. It kept the energy up.
Small moments I remember:
- Friday: Bad Bunny into “No Hands.” The floor lost it.
- Saturday: “Pepas” dropped right when the sparklers hit our table. Cheesy? Yes. Fun? Very.
Bass is heavy. Like, chest-thump heavy. Bring earplugs if you need them. I sometimes do. I didn’t that night, and my ears rang a bit.
Drinks: tasty, fast, and, yeah, pricey
Drinks were what you expect for Miami Beach. I’ve broken down how those compare across other South Beach spots in my no-filter Miami Beach nightlife diary.
- Tequila soda: about $22 before tip.
- Spicy marg: good, but sweet. Ask for less agave if you care.
- Water: not free at the bar. I paid around $8–10 for a bottle.
On our table night, our hostess, Amanda, kept the ice full and the lime plates stacked. She moved like she was playing Tetris. No spill, no stress. I tipped extra because she saved us from chaos when our friend wandered off with the shaker.
Crowd and mood: shiny, social, and a bit showy
Most folks were late 20s to early 30s. Stylish. Dresses and button-ups. Some designer sneakers got in, but not all, so don’t risk it.
It’s a “look” place. People take videos. A lot. If that bugs you, you might roll your eyes. Me? I liked the energy. It felt like a small music video set with a touch of birthday-party chaos. I saw three sashes and one crown by 1:30 am. You can also skim what other guests are saying over on its Yelp reviews.
There’s some vape and cigarette smoke near the edges. Not awful, but it’s there. Bathrooms stayed clean, and yes, there’s an attendant with mints and spray. Bring small cash.
The good stuff
- Sound and lighting hit hard.
- Staff worked fast, even when slammed.
- The sparkler shows are silly, but they make the room pop.
- Good mix of hip-hop and Latin. No endless EDM loops.
The not-so-good
- Tight floor. If you hate crowds, pick another spot or go early.
- Lines and covers jump after midnight.
- Drinks are Miami Beach prices. Plan for that.
- Parking near the club is annoying. I used a public garage a few blocks away one night. Uber the second time. Surge was real after 3 am. If you’ve got a big crew, a rolling pre-game on a party bus can actually be cheaper—and yes, I tested that theory.
For the nights you decide the shoulder-to-shoulder shuffle and steep covers aren’t worth the hassle, you can always bring the party to your screen instead. I recently dove into this detailed Stripchat review which breaks down the platform’s pricing tiers, performer quality, and safety tips so you can see if a virtual backstage pass fits your vibe better than a club wristband.
If you want a quick rundown of nearby garages, late-night eateries, and other South Beach tips, swing by Miami For Visitors before you roll out.
Real talk tips from my two nights
- Aim for 11:15–11:45 if you’re not getting a table.
- Bring backup shoes. Trust me.
- Set a budget and stick to it. Those doubles creep up.
- If you’re celebrating, call ahead for a table during busy weeks (Art Basel, New Year’s, Miami Music Week).
- Need a breather? Step toward the back wall by the bar. You’ll find air and space.
Would I go again?
Yes—for a big night. Birthdays, friends in town, or when I’m in the mood to dress up and hear loud bass. Not my every-week spot, because my feet and wallet need rest. But when I want that shiny, Miami-video vibe? Vendôme hits the mark. And if your squad would rather trade velvet ropes for waves, my honest take on a Miami boat party might sway you.
One last bit: bring good company. The club adds sparkle, but your crew makes the night.
If you’re heading out solo and would prefer actual conversations over shouting introductions across the dance floor, consider testing the waters at a structured meet-up like this speed-dating event in Loveland—it lays out dates, venues, and sign-up tips so you can connect with potential matches in a relaxed, low-pressure setting before your next big night out.