Pull Back the Curtain on the NSFW Sex Shop-Themed F. Pigalle

Sam Marvin and Jeffrey Fine weren’t kidding when they said their Downtown Las Vegas fondue restaurant F. Pigalle is an ode to the red light district in Paris. And just a warning for those of you at work; the photos in the gallery may be NSFW, so open with caution. You might blush.

Before you even walk in the door they can see a peep show inside the former takeout window. The not-too-risque show features an old-school striptease that pretty much anyone can watch.

As you enter, a mannequin wearing bondage attire greets guests at the door.

Opposite her, a faux sex shop set up like a boudoir. Handcuffs, feather whips, S&M tools, masks and yes, a butt plug and nipple clamps can be found inside the case. A feather boa and dressing gown are some of the tamer pieces here. Overturned umbrellas hang from the ceiling.

The restaurant itself is cozy, wrapped in a mural by Las Vegas artist Pete Castro that shows Paris’ Quartier Pigalle, home to the dancers of the Moulin Rouge.

The menu of sweet and savory fondues is written in chalk. As an ode to the Parisian glass tax levied on stemmed glasses in the early 1800s, you nurse unlimited wines in baby bottles that come with the fondues.

Between the bathrooms, find a bookcase with old adult films, for display, not for viewing.

In the back alley, the Red Light Bar keeps things a bit tamer with stadium seating. Do look at the cocktail menus, stuffed inside old adult magazines.