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Sapphire Nightclub has had more publicity than Paris Hilton's dog, but for the most part, the news hasn't been good. Nastasia Campanella slips on a dress and heads out to survey the damage.

Since it opened in 2005, Sapphire has been in the papers and on TV and radio. From punch-up's to shootings and drug busts, this joint hasn't managed to keep out of the public eye. While some believe that any publicity is good publicity, I don't. For me, I've never had the inclination to head to such a place. But when your editor asks you to review such an establishment, you do as you're told.

And, so, there I was on a Tuesday night in a dress and heals. I'm sitting at Sapphire Lounge in Sydney's Kings Cross. The place has a black and blue scheme. Soft blue lighting and blue curtains contrast well against a black wood bar and black leather lounges. So far, so good.

My night continues to prove me very wrong as I sip on a Sapphire Martini [$14]. The clubs signature drink sees lavender flower-infused Bombay gin and green apple liqueur mingling with lychee syrup to create an enchanting drink. They've also got a small selection of beers for $7 and the cocktails start at $10. I hear Saturday nights they have a happy hour before nine if you're on the guest list though and it's worth getting on there as cocktails are $5.

In terms of nibbles, they have nothing out of the ordinary. They've got the usual- salt and pepper calamari, satay prawn skewers and a great smoked salmon crostini with cream cheese and dill. It's like an elaborate sambo straight from a bakery in Rome! Stand out though, is the Moroccan lamb pizza. It's topped with chunky potatoes, rosemary and eggplant puree.

On the night we go, the dance floor isn't heating up like you might think. I do speak to a bunch of guys beside us though and they tell me this isn't the story on the weekends. Apparently, Sapphire is the place people head for when the clock strikes nine pm at least. Nevertheless, my girls and I enjoy the DJ's choice of electro jazz tunes on our lazy Tuesday night.

In the end, I'm left more than satisfied. I'm not going home hungry, I've sucked back a few good cocktails and I've got my limbs intact. I agree with reports that NRL players seem to frequent this place [there are quite a number of them here tonight]. On the other хэнд though, won't be getting a bad rap from me. Thumbs up for the team!

By Nastasia Campanella