A syllogism on the city of Bangkok:
1. There are hella lot of people in Bangkok.
2. The people of Bangkok permanently occupy one of two states: i) eating or ii) carrying a [fake] Louis Vuitton bag.
3. Ergo, there’s hella loads of faking and eating going down in Bangkok.
We’ve been to the world’s biggest market at Chatuchak. It covers 35 acres. It was totes ridic. Whether its amphetamine laced Red Bull, chicken anus on skewers (a delicacy), some moody Mulberry or a box full of monkeys, you can totally score that ish at Chatuchak. To recover, we’re off The Sky Bar for sky drinks (looks mental) and then some nice dinner at Bo Lan.
The K wears a couple of ASOS dresses and a Thai bag I got her made out of woven grass. Alas, it’s not a fake Louis.