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Where to Find Pants-Free Restaurant Hostesses in L.A.
It's typical for a restaurant to have a "no shirt, no shoes, no service" policy, but what about one that has hostesses whose uniform requires they do their job pants-less? Along with David Myers' tasty Japanese-inspired seafood cuisine, at his new endeavor Hinoki and the Bird, you'll find hostesses in short shirt-dresses that are definitely turning heads.
Hinoki and the Bird is all about the details, and this is certainly one worth noting. (We noticed the bare-legged and bottom-less hostesses at the opening party before heading in to sit down at the dinner table another day, for sure.) And also making note of the eyebrow-raising outfit choice is the L.A. Times, who have written an article focused on that one detail.
On the hostesses:
They’re in only somewhat oversized shirt dresses meant to hit thigh high. Very high thigh. You might pray that they don’t drop a menu. Picking up a fallen napkin seems out of the question. And if it weren’t for the platform strappy heels, you might wonder, as one diner said, if the women didn’t minutes ago step out of their (boyfriend’s) bedrooms.
The uniform's designer explains the look is intentional and deliberately different, and that it "sets the tone" for a diner's evening at the eatery.
More details about the dressing (and not what might come on your salad) include that servers are clad in comfy unisex clothes, and your gender dictates your shoelace color: Burnt orange for the guys and navy blue for the gals.
Back to the pants-less lasses: It does make sense, in L.A., where waitstaff often double as models and actors, to show off a hostess' assets before sitting customers down to serve them up some delectable eats. Speaking of the eats, those are our favorite dining details to contemplate here and elsewhere. Luckily at Hinoki there's more to gawk over besides the gams of the gal who showed you to your table.
Previously: Photos: What to Eat and Drink at Hinoki and the Bird