Back to our sleazy roots
With the theme of Porn, this year’s Sleaze Ball was back to its original roots, if you know what I mean. With high expectations of nudity I was set for a great party. On arriving there, I was a little disappointed with numerous outfit selections. Granted there were plenty of naked bums and the odd set of boobies, but that was pretty much it. It did take me many hours and even more requests before I saw my first naked man. This is were my party started. To say I had a fabulous night would be an understatement -“ I was dancing like a crazy woman and even did a little private show on a pole at one stage.
This year there weren’t really any major shows as such -“ more like happenings -“ though one of the lead performers from We Will Rock You had the whole RHI jumping. When she first came on stage, I thought, how is this little lady with big hair going to get everyone going? Well, believe you me, what she lacked in height, she made up for with a voice. Wow, she kicked arse.
As for the other shows, they were basically made up of choreographed numbers, which was just the colour and movement I think we all needed. The video/magazine show at 7am was one of my favourites. I am not sure whether it was because it was choreographed by my sexy mate Ami, or because it had the very sseeeexxxxyyyy Anthony as the lead. Needless to say, when he was stripped to his jock strap I almost needed a respirator.
One thing I did notice was the lack of drag content this year. The fabulous DIVA Rising Star award winner Minnie Cooper did grace the Retro stage at around 3am, but that was it. Come on, guys, Minnie did an unreal job, but why not give her a couple of dancers? I guess it’s no use bitching now, though I do know quite a few showgirls who will be sitting by their phones in anticipation for Mardi Gras.
All said and done, I ended up in a blubbering mess at home, missing all the recoveries that I had been invited to (Queer Nation and Fagtag) though from all reports both were less recovery and more party.
I just don’t know how the young kids of today do it. Maybe I am just getting a little long in the tooth but after being out for three or four days straight, I was shagged by the time I made it home on Sunday morning and ended up in bed all day.
I know, I am an old man!
EYESPY How VIP is the guest bar really? I heard from quite a few people that the security people were selling entry to the guest bar for $20 per person. At least this year the windows weren’t as steamy as last year.
Finally , a message to James from the Sleaze Ball. I love you, will you marry me?
