Get your shirt pressed and walk the red carpet (literally) on weekends to enter this thoroughly upscale and intimate fashion club full of white, black and silver crescent-shaped booths. Every surface gleams, including the shiny stripes on the black-clad Zoolander barstaff. The name 'Stardust' suits it perfectly thanks to a foggy galactic pink dance-floor full of twinkling LED lights, and the house DJs hold up their end seamlessly beat-matching the latest club-bangers for the crowd of tomorrow's reality TV stars. There's a back room where the smoke is generated by cigarettes and delicious tapas to snack on when you're not feasting on the fit clientele. You gotta pay to sashay, so expect a steep cover upon entry.