Even in my timezone I consider it a bit late. Or it's probably because I'm so used to shows air in the afternoon.…
Oh, you caught the hair saga too!
Lord, did Khemthis accidentally step on his stylist's toes? That hairdo's puffing up his head like he's smuggling balloons, and in those wide shots, it's shrinking him down faster than a bad diet. Someone, send a peace offering!š¤£
If I were the queen of Thai influencer town, Iād turn my live streams into a āBL Banquet of Delights.ā Picture this: every episode is a decadent dive into the hidden talents of our beloved hosts, but with a twist thatās as saucy as it is sweet. Imagine one serenading us with love songs that would make even the coldest hearts melt or another doing a dramatic lip-sync to the most iconic BL confession scenes.
Then, honey, weād slide into āFlirty Whisperings,ā where our hosts fish out your naughtiest love conundrums from a velvet hat and serve up advice so spicy, youāll need a fan. Itās like love therapy but with more giggles and winks.
And for the grand spectacle? āRomeoās Runway,ā a fashion showdown where our hosts channel their inner BL characters, strutting in looks inspired by famous couples or the most outrageous love-inspired outfits youāve ever seenāthink Cupid meets Vogue.
Even in my timezone I consider it a bit late. Or it's probably because I'm so used to shows air in the afternoon.…
Hey, donāt even get me going! Iāve already hinted, with all the delicacy of a sledgehammer, that my eyes were practically married to his see-through getup. Pinky promise, if he turns the sexy up to ādrop-dead gorgeousā next episode, Iām throwing caution to the wind and leading his fan parade!š¤£
idk about everything else but I love pineapple on pizza š. Honestly I love the vanilla vibes. I'm also watching…
Not throwing shade at the vanilla vibes, but honey, if I'm up at 2:00 AM for a BL, I'm craving some serious spice and excitement in that mix!
And coming from my 1/8 Italian roots, pineapple on pizza is a no-go for me. But hey, to each their own cocktail of flavorsāno judgements here, darling! ššāØ
Totally here for the throuple vibe, but it looks like Seiji and Ken are just cruising in the friend zone. Here's to keeping things spicy, even if they're just playing it cool as pals! š¶ļøāØ
Cry Piranhaā as a cocktail name? Sounds like a drink with a bite thatāll leave you swimming in emotionsāor…
The cocktail's name had us giggling, but when Japan took that sip and dramatically flopped onto the sofa, I couldn't believe my eyes. Honey, I'm convinced we could drink those Thai gentlemen under the table any day of the weekācheers to that challenge! š¹š¤£
Even in my timezone I consider it a bit late. Or it's probably because I'm so used to shows air in the afternoon.…
Staying up late for drama marathons is my jam, but can a girl get some spice and sizzle in her series?!
Honey, you've had your sights set on Seiji since last week. Now, with Khemthis playing the lovesick puppy, I'm all in for Seiji. Why? Because he's got the art of teasing Pan down to a T.
I would so much like a cry piranha on a week day! š š š
Cry Piranhaā as a cocktail name? Sounds like a drink with a bite thatāll leave you swimming in emotionsāor maybe just crying for another round! š¹ Better wear your adventurous fins; this oneās bound to take you on a wild ride down the river of flavors. Naughty, sassy, and with just enough bite to keep things interesting. š¤£š¤£
Wela to Khemthis:I fucked you or you fucked me?Khemthis: You? Fucked me?Then he chuckled.Me: What is that suppose…
Khemthisās chuckle isnāt sarcasm, itās more like amusement mixed with a dash of reality check. š Heās probably thinking Wela was too tipsy to navigate anything beyond a make-out session. Itās like, āSweetheart, you were in dreamland, not exactly leading a passionate charge.ā Just a cute moment of clarity amidst the chaos.
Alright, I dragged myself out of bed at the ungodly hour of noon on Friday, stone-cold sober, unlike Wela who probably can't even spell "sober" after last night. Seriously, what's up with airing a BL series at 2:00 AM in Japan? It's a rom com, not a classified document. Why the need for secrecy?
My review from yesterday saying Deep Night is as vanilla as my grandma's cookies wasn't throwing shade. It was me, expecting a rollercoaster and getting a carousel. I've danced with the night long enough to crave a bit of rebellion in my BL dramas. Deep Night, with its sugar-sweet rom com vibes, still hooks me in ā a testament to my patience or their charm, who's to say?
Criticizing is a form of love, right? First off, a plea to the fashion gods: Can all hosts please take a page out of Seiji's lookbook? Mediocre fashion hurts my eyes. I'm here for Di's outfits in the upcoming episodes ā let's hope they bring some sparkle to my screen.
Moving on, it's high time all hosts leveled up their entertainment game! Episode two was a snooze fest with Wela hitting the bottle too hard, Seiji lost in his Japan (Pan) fixation, and the rest just blending into the wallpaper. I want drama, I want flair, I want cocktails that don't taste like regret. As Madam Freya would say, "Make it rain tips, not yawns."
Third call-out to the ladies turning Thailand's gay bars into their personal soap operas: Play nice, but play hard. Episode one's high-heeled drama queen and episode two's influencer turned bartender? Honey, if you're thirsty for attention, go live and spare us the secondhand embarrassment. Maybe the scriptwriter's Instagram is as dusty as their sense of time zones.
Let's talk about the elephant in the room ā the Wela and Khemthis 'flirtation seminar'. Khemthis isn't bottom shaming Wela; he's just stating facts with a side of sass. "You were a hot mess last night, and now you're asking for a recap on positions as if we're discussing yoga?" Please, spare me.
Finally, a shout-out to the powers that be: More Madam Freya and Di, less eye-roll-worthy female cameos. This isn't a battle of the sexes; it's a plea for quality entertainment. The world of BL dramas might be a galaxy where all the stars are gay, but let's not turn it into a black hole of stereotypes.
As I sip on my second espresso, contemplating my escape from expat life, I dream of a time zone where Thai BL and I can live happily ever after. Is that too much to ask?
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Lord, did Khemthis accidentally step on his stylist's toes? That hairdo's puffing up his head like he's smuggling balloons, and in those wide shots, it's shrinking him down faster than a bad diet. Someone, send a peace offering!š¤£
Then, honey, weād slide into āFlirty Whisperings,ā where our hosts fish out your naughtiest love conundrums from a velvet hat and serve up advice so spicy, youāll need a fan. Itās like love therapy but with more giggles and winks.
And for the grand spectacle? āRomeoās Runway,ā a fashion showdown where our hosts channel their inner BL characters, strutting in looks inspired by famous couples or the most outrageous love-inspired outfits youāve ever seenāthink Cupid meets Vogue.
And coming from my 1/8 Italian roots, pineapple on pizza is a no-go for me. But hey, to each their own cocktail of flavorsāno judgements here, darling! ššāØ
Honey, you've had your sights set on Seiji since last week. Now, with Khemthis playing the lovesick puppy, I'm all in for Seiji. Why? Because he's got the art of teasing Pan down to a T.
My review from yesterday saying Deep Night is as vanilla as my grandma's cookies wasn't throwing shade. It was me, expecting a rollercoaster and getting a carousel. I've danced with the night long enough to crave a bit of rebellion in my BL dramas. Deep Night, with its sugar-sweet rom com vibes, still hooks me in ā a testament to my patience or their charm, who's to say?
Criticizing is a form of love, right? First off, a plea to the fashion gods: Can all hosts please take a page out of Seiji's lookbook? Mediocre fashion hurts my eyes. I'm here for Di's outfits in the upcoming episodes ā let's hope they bring some sparkle to my screen.
Moving on, it's high time all hosts leveled up their entertainment game! Episode two was a snooze fest with Wela hitting the bottle too hard, Seiji lost in his Japan (Pan) fixation, and the rest just blending into the wallpaper. I want drama, I want flair, I want cocktails that don't taste like regret. As Madam Freya would say, "Make it rain tips, not yawns."
Third call-out to the ladies turning Thailand's gay bars into their personal soap operas: Play nice, but play hard. Episode one's high-heeled drama queen and episode two's influencer turned bartender? Honey, if you're thirsty for attention, go live and spare us the secondhand embarrassment. Maybe the scriptwriter's Instagram is as dusty as their sense of time zones.
Let's talk about the elephant in the room ā the Wela and Khemthis 'flirtation seminar'. Khemthis isn't bottom shaming Wela; he's just stating facts with a side of sass. "You were a hot mess last night, and now you're asking for a recap on positions as if we're discussing yoga?" Please, spare me.
Finally, a shout-out to the powers that be: More Madam Freya and Di, less eye-roll-worthy female cameos. This isn't a battle of the sexes; it's a plea for quality entertainment. The world of BL dramas might be a galaxy where all the stars are gay, but let's not turn it into a black hole of stereotypes.
As I sip on my second espresso, contemplating my escape from expat life, I dream of a time zone where Thai BL and I can live happily ever after. Is that too much to ask?