The Best Street Style From Lost, The No-Phones Club Night That Everyone In London Is Talking About

London is a city that thrives on the Christmas spirit: any excuse for drinking multiple times a day and wearing something tinsel-covered under the guise of festivity takes hold of the masses. There’s something strangely heartwarming about navigating swarms of middle-aged men belting out increasingly slurred renditions of “Last Christmas” on a Saturday night – which is where I found myself this weekend. Not, alas, en route to a late-night stint at Winter Wonderland, but once again heading towards the shadowy stretch of Shaftesbury Avenue and London’s current hotspot: Lost.

Bringing together the classic mix of club kids, east London creatives and people who enjoy wearing very little clothing, Lost is the abandoned Odeon-turned-club night that has dominated virtually every conversation I’ve had for the past month. “Are you going to Lost?”, “How was Lost?”, “Omg! Lost!”, is all I’ve heard from the freelance creatives and multi-hyphenates I call friends since it opened at the end of the summer.
More than just a smoky dancefloor soundtracked by the usual monotonous club remixes, Lost’s labyrinthine structure unfolds as a maze of pitch-black corridors, hidden bars and spiral staircases, complete with an in-house cinema screening canonical texts like Eyes Wide Shut and Spring Breakers for an audience of Hedi boys and niche internet micro-celebrities. Described as “a collective run by artists”, the space hosts performances from the likes of Opia and Celeste, alongside weekly stints from the Soho Reading Series – for those who like their Friday nights bookended with a dose of reflective autofiction.
One of Lost’s main draws is its strict no-phones policy (enforced by semi-aggressive bouncers sealing your device into a pouch upon entry). And surprise, surprise: it turns out it really is the damn phones. There’s far more dancing when you’re not frantically checking Instagram or attempting – and failing – to locate your friends. In this phone-free vacuum, it’s very much every man for themselves: lose your friends, find new ones. There’s been plenty written about young people not going out, not drinking, being boring and generally antisocial – but if Lost is anything to go by, the future is in safe hands.
Sadly, as with all good things, this too must come to an end, with Lost set to close its doors on New Year’s Eve. But as one friend (who wished to remain anonymous) put it best: “It reminded us that all we really want is to get lit and turnt up on the dancefloor.” Scroll down to see a selection of the best-dressed clubbers that party season 2025 has to offer.










