HAPPY NEW YEAR!
As we wave goodbye to a somewhat unique year at Tonight Josephine, we hope that we’ve managed to live up to our promise of delivering you unforgettable experiences in one hell of a sassy setting.
Whether you’ve joined us for a big birthday blow-out, a catch-up with your girl gang or a post-break-up Prosecco fest, we’re delighted to have been a part of your 2020 memories. But now it’s time to make 2021 our b***h!
Here at Tonight Josephine, we’re making sure it’s out with the #badvibes and in with the good. Whilst we know that life is almost as unpredictable as Josephine after a bottle of bubbly, we’re still taking enquiries!
It’s no secret that we don’t know exactly when we will be able to open, but rest-assured that as soon as we CAN, we WILL. To help you book with total confidence, all bookings made will be given first refusal for an alternative date and any tickets or table deposits are 100% REFUNDABLE should we remain closed on the date of your booking.
The future looks bright and we want you to be a part of it.
Lots of Love, Josephine xxx
Joséphine knew what she wanted, she made her own rules and didn’t give a damn what anyone thought. She started as a nobody but with sass, hustle and a little bit of luck, she became the Empress of the French.
After her first marriage ended with her husband’s brush with the guillotine, Joséphine was herself arrested but used cunning and seduction to get released the day before her own date with the blade.
Following this she lived life with the motto ‘c’est la fucking vie’ and didn’t hold back. She became a hedonistic It Girl, an unapologetic hot mess. A hit on the dance floor and great in the sack.
When she met Napoleon at a party, he was a penniless soldier but she had an eye for talent and seduced him.
They got hitched straight away in a hastily pulled together, Vegas-style wedding the night before Napoleon left for battle in Italy.
While Napoleon was off warmongering and womanising, she grew bored of playing the trophy wife and kept busy by throwing parties and taking a string of famous lovers. She eventually joined Napoleon the night before battle only to have her advances rebuffed by him, “Not Tonight Joséphine”.
When they finally split, she left the palace with a shitload of luggage, her entourage and a pet parrot. He still loved her until his death, her name being his very last word. Well behaved women don’t make history. Cocktails forever.