Lonely Planet review
Greed isn’t the only sin running rampant ’round Houston. They’ve got lust covered pretty well too, from the torrid to the tame. Let’s start with the torrid. If you’ve ever asked yourself, ‘Is everything really bigger in Texas?’ the cheeky answer is: at the strip clubs, yes. For the curious or the connoisseur, the most decadent Vegas-style joint in town is Treasures . BMWs flood the valet and corporate types flood the VIP room, where mandatory bottle service begins at $150. Full lap dances ($20 per song) are legal in Texas and notoriously X-rated, though ‘bottoms’ (read: a string) must be worn when alcohol is served. If it looks too good to be real, it probably isn’t.