Kylie Minogue had already conquered television, cancer and just about every corner of the world before her New York concert debut two weeks ago. After she mesmerized every gay in attendance, we at our weekly Wednesday Good Times party at Eastern Bloc asked a very crowded party: who would win in a showdown between Kylie and her younger sis Dannii?
Some say Dannii Minogue is the sluttier sis, giving more "oral demonstrations" like our friend on the right.
We are officially obsessed with Snuggies and Slankets and will be raffling them off as part of our awesome autumn Good Times giveaways.
Mao, Matt and that delicious baker Jose (right) from the Big Booty Bread Company over in Chelsea, who we're hoping donates some yummy chocolate chip giveaways for the starving DJs.
Ms. Sammy Jo (left) was spinning around, moving people out of her way as she danced with her DJ cohort Jon Jon Battles (right), who is already dressed and ready for goth & glam with Michael T. at next week's party.
Boys always like it when you touch me like that, as Dannii once sang.
Erika (right, with Adam and Pat) is about to drop a bomb on as any day now in the form of her music video for her hit single, My Pumps, and I, for one, can not wait.
DJ Jimmy (in the green) was back behind the turntables with me when he wasn't getting effed in the A by his good friend Josh (in the white).
New cattitude at the bar, hanging over a handsome Albanian American who so obviously isn't into pussy play.
THE MENUDO REUNION I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR! Or, in layman's terms, Gerardo (left) is back in town!
Native American headdress from Kylie's lost showgirls number of I'm An Indian Too.
The other big booty baker (left), with Greg E. who turned me on to the Kylie and Dannii Sister's Are Doing It for Themselves video, of which no quality audio recording exists but is totally worth a viewing.
I am hoping the come dressed as the New York Dolls for next week's goth & glam party. Eye makeup, leggings and lunchboxes are encouraged.
Chase (right) and friend, outside doing dramatic poses to On a Night Like This.
Kylie was winning in the Mingoue on Minogue battle till Dannii came on the soundsystem with some late 90s danceathon realness to the tune of All I Wanna Dooooooooooo.
These dudes were bullshit when Jimmy reverted to the Gossip and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and started yelling, I THOUGHT THIS WAS A KYLIE PARTY!
Did I mention that it was hard to be moving around (or spinning around) because the party was so packed. We did it again.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK JACOBS (right, with Andre) AND RICHARD HAINES (not pictured cuz Kelvin didn't snap his photo)! Thank you for coming into my world and partying with us.
A red blooded woman named Casey.
If you thought this party was bananas, wait until November 4h when Lina and I turn it to the sounds of Led Zeppelin all night long. Houses of the holy moly!
Luke (right), sporting a Kylie tshirt. Or is that Barbarella? And how would you feel if my sci-fi costume for our Halloween Invasion Party at the Hose this Saturday was Sparbarella?
Wesley and crew, begging for more more more.
WHO BROUGHT THE POPPERS? MURPHY (center) BROUGHT THE POPPERS...
...AND THEY WERE INDEED A HIT!
Adrian (left) and Yianni, a match made in sexpot heaven where everyone wears purple Leagalize Gay tshirts.
Newlyweds Peter (left) and Brian had a contest to see who could keep their Where The Wild Things Are crowns on for longer. I feel like Peter probably slept with his on.
Luke and friend, who appears to enjoy putting the needle on it.
Love at first sight.
Rob (center, with Ian and friend), who much like Kylie and Robbie, is always doin' it for the kids.
PORNOGRAPHIC TSHIRT TREND ALERT!
And then this happened.
Devin in a classic Devin tank top and Jeff with a classic Jeff cock ring necklace.
The inimitable Justin Bond (left), who cut a rug to Dannii's Who Do You Love Now.
How does it feel in Gary's arms?
Put your legs up for New York, our lovely city.
House fanatics Michael, Kevin and Tai (from left) scoff at your pop princess icons. Kevin is getting paid bi-weekly by some internet dude in Texas to grow his beard out, btw.
3am and Sammy Jo (with yours truly) is STILL spinning around.
Jeffrey, Matt and friend, tallying the scores of audience response and participation. All in all, I think Kylie was the winner in this evening's throwdown but who knows what tricks Dannii will have up her sleeve next time.
Yummy slab of grade A Australian beef.
330am and they're still rippin' up the disco.
Lapo, Tai, John and I urge you to dress your gothest for next week's goth and glam party with mother Michael T. She promises Rocky Horror, Roxy Music and a little New Romantic sounds too.
See you next week!