At the risk of sounding ignorant, why is Kemthis spraying perfume on a comb?
Spritz that perfume on your comb, honey, and give those locks a sweep. Instant glam scent without the drama of dryness. Subtle, yet fabulously fragrant!
Fourteen weeks deep into “Playboyy,” and honey, I’ve not just embraced high-waisted pants—I’ve practically married them. So, sisters, let’s hike up those waistlines and sway those hips like we own the catwalk.🤣🤣
Seiji's rocking that sheer black number like he’s the main event at Muscle Beach, leaving little to the imagination and every muscle contour on display. Honey, I was so glued to the screen, you'd think I was on a pasty patrol.
Oh, and let’s not skip the memo on her serving that midriff with more sass than a Lizzo high note. She's not just flashing a muffin top; she’s putting out a full-blown confidence feast, larger and in charge. Honey, it’s not just a look; it’s a whole mood, with extra servings of fierce on the side.
Di's wig snatches wigs off many a BL lead, making that Thai BL hair horror show look like child's play. Meanwhile, her mane, doing a sleek cascade down to her chest, flirts shamelessly with that gleaming faux leather backless number she's rocking. Girl snagged the Best Dressed award in episode two like it was nobody's business.🤣
I waltzed into this series thinking it was going to be a hot mess of chaos and spice, only to find it serving vanilla with a side of cliché BL tropes. Honey, I was expecting a rollercoaster, but ended up on a carousel – still spinning, just with less thrill.
Wela and Khemthis? Their mutual pining is as subtle as a parade. By the time we hit the teaser for episode three, it's clear these two are about to jump into a love boat so fast, it'll make your head spin.
And then there's the perfume-on-a-wide-tooth-comb move – oh, darling, that's the kind of fresh I live for in a BL. Wela's got that spot behind his ear that's more sensitive than a drama queen at a spoiler party. One whisper from Khemthis and he's blooming like springtime in Paris.
Japan is doing his best cute but loud impression, which is endearing in doses. Especially when he's nursing a hangover at Seiji's, looking as adorable as a kitten with a yarn ball. Their storyline's speeding along faster than gossip in a beauty salon, and honestly, it's stealing the show.
Why that lady was feeding Wela drinks like he's a plant, I'll never understand. If clubbing with her is the plan, count me out. She gives off vibes weirder than pineapple on pizza. Their interaction felt less like flirting and more like they were sharing a hallucinogenic experience – and not the good kind.
Wela, sweetie, as a professional host, you've got the drinking prowess of a toddler at a tea party. I had dreams of you being the sassy, saucy, mingle-master of the night. Alas, you're more damsel than diva, getting knighted for passing out and getting frisky after a few shots.
Khemthis, on the other hand, went from my imagined bad boy to Mr. Nice Guy faster than you can say "cliché". His antics in front of Wela's mom's shop had me rolling my eyes so hard I saw my brain.
And the intimacy scenes? Let's just say they promised fireworks but delivered sparklers. That bathroom scene was like expecting a thunderstorm and getting a drizzle.
Oh, and Professor (aka Jason Lee) in that lemon-yellow shirt and gray tie? Darling, that's a fashion emergency in bold letters. And the whole money-in-the-bra trick? In what world, sweetheart, in what world?
Fingers crossed for outfits that blind you with their bling and lovebirds so over-the-top, they're flying off the hinges — all in the best way possible, of course!😆👠🍷
I'm crossing my fingers for the next episode to be a fashion extravaganza with costume designs that'll knock your socks off. Let's crank up the heat with some cheeky banter between our leading men. And as for Wela? I want his sass turned up to max. Khemthis? Let's just say, if there's a horniness meter, I expect it to burst.
Bright '80s vibes and a bored vampire's biz set the scene. Here, a band of oddballs morph into social media wizards, aiming to spotlight a hidden gem: a pig's blood soup joint. Despite their digital wizardry, success remains elusive. It's a quirky journey, splashed with neon, yet tinged with the irony of unmet goals. Philosophy has never been this colorful or fun—nor as humbly grounded. 😃🌈
Old wine in a new bottle, but this BL series sparkles! With its charming dialogues, skilled cinematography, slick editing, and tight storytelling, it’s irresistibly likable.
At last, the kiss we’ve all been waiting for. Yet, in a twist of cruel irony, the perennial issue of shoddy post-production rears its ugly head. With a bleach-blurred, hopelessly out-of-focus filter, it mercilessly sabotages a moment of beauty. And there I was, thinking my high-def TV could salvage anything.😅🤦🏼♀️
Okay, this is really random but as a former dancer this just bugged me. POINT YOUR DAMN TOES!I looked it up to…
My teacher always goes: "Remember, toes like arrows! Point them sharp and strong, as if you're trying to poke holes in the floor. Let's see those beautiful lines!"😆
Is the fashion in this as iconic as PB.....no...but saying that besides Wela's drum major outfit I am liking the…
🍷Let me give his style a makeover.
Wela, our sassy and fabulously unapologetic soul, is all about breaking the mold and turning heads with an outfit that’s as bold as his personality.
Starting from the top, Wela rocks a crop top that’s all the rage, but with a twist—think metallic hues or a striking pattern that’s usually reserved for the boldest of fashion statements. It’s tight, it’s bright, and it screams confidence, paired perfectly with a playful edge that dares to blur traditional gender norms.
To contrast and complement the crop top, Wela slips into a pair of high-waisted, wide-leg pants that flow with every step. They’re sleek, they’re sophisticated, and they carry a hint of androgyny that’s both elegant and edgy. The fabric is soft, perhaps with a subtle shimmer, making every movement a statement of fluidity and grace.
On his feet, Wela opts for chunky platform boots that defy gravity and expectations alike. They’re bold, they’re fierce, and they add just the right amount of height and attitude to his stride. The boots are a nod to the glam rock era, blending vintage vibes with a modern twist that’s all Wela.
Accessorizing is where Wela truly bends the norms. A statement choker that’s both delicate and daring sits at his neck, perhaps adorned with a striking gemstone or an unexpected motif. His wrists are graced with a mix of bangles and bracelets, clashing and harmonizing in a dance of metal and color, embodying the essence of playful defiance.
Finishing off the look, Wela sports a jacket that’s an absolute showstopper—think a vintage, tailored blazer with a modern twist, like oversized lapels or an unexpected splash of color. It’s androgynous, it’s chic, and it perfectly encapsulates the blend of masculinity and femininity in a way that’s entirely Wela.
This ensemble is Wela’s declaration of independence from conventional gender norms, a playful yet powerful statement that fashion is about expression, not restriction. It’s a celebration of identity, a blend of sass, class, and a touch of audacity, wrapped up in an outfit that’s as unforgettable as Wela himself.
Do you mean the auntie, whose eyebrows can have their own series?
Rocking that Karen ‘do, but it’s time for a glow-up! I’m going all in, painting the town - or at least my hair - pitch black, and flipping it into a sleek modern bob with a sprinkle of vintage vibes. Because why not?
And for my next magic trick? Every Friday at witching hour for seven weeks straight, I’ll be slapping on a face mask, channeling my inner beauty guru while diving deep into “Deep Night” episodes. 🤣🤣
He is supposed to carry Kimmon out you know. 😅Yes it was a drama shooting, but poor Kimmon was coughing blood…
While witnessing Fueang giving Krom the whole bridal carry amidst a kaboom scene, my brain was like, “Hold up, is this their quirky nod to Gone with the Wind?” 🤣 But then, cut to the latest episode, when Fueang pulls off the bridal carry encore into the bedroom, I’m just sitting there, serving major eye-roll and chuckling, “Oh, come on, not this again! 🤦🏼♀️🤣 Seriously, someone give these scriptwriters a creativity check, pronto!”
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Wela and Khemthis? Their mutual pining is as subtle as a parade. By the time we hit the teaser for episode three, it's clear these two are about to jump into a love boat so fast, it'll make your head spin.
And then there's the perfume-on-a-wide-tooth-comb move – oh, darling, that's the kind of fresh I live for in a BL. Wela's got that spot behind his ear that's more sensitive than a drama queen at a spoiler party. One whisper from Khemthis and he's blooming like springtime in Paris.
Japan is doing his best cute but loud impression, which is endearing in doses. Especially when he's nursing a hangover at Seiji's, looking as adorable as a kitten with a yarn ball. Their storyline's speeding along faster than gossip in a beauty salon, and honestly, it's stealing the show.
Why that lady was feeding Wela drinks like he's a plant, I'll never understand. If clubbing with her is the plan, count me out. She gives off vibes weirder than pineapple on pizza. Their interaction felt less like flirting and more like they were sharing a hallucinogenic experience – and not the good kind.
Wela, sweetie, as a professional host, you've got the drinking prowess of a toddler at a tea party. I had dreams of you being the sassy, saucy, mingle-master of the night. Alas, you're more damsel than diva, getting knighted for passing out and getting frisky after a few shots.
Khemthis, on the other hand, went from my imagined bad boy to Mr. Nice Guy faster than you can say "cliché". His antics in front of Wela's mom's shop had me rolling my eyes so hard I saw my brain.
And the intimacy scenes? Let's just say they promised fireworks but delivered sparklers. That bathroom scene was like expecting a thunderstorm and getting a drizzle.
Oh, and Professor (aka Jason Lee) in that lemon-yellow shirt and gray tie? Darling, that's a fashion emergency in bold letters. And the whole money-in-the-bra trick? In what world, sweetheart, in what world?
Wela, our sassy and fabulously unapologetic soul, is all about breaking the mold and turning heads with an outfit that’s as bold as his personality.
Starting from the top, Wela rocks a crop top that’s all the rage, but with a twist—think metallic hues or a striking pattern that’s usually reserved for the boldest of fashion statements. It’s tight, it’s bright, and it screams confidence, paired perfectly with a playful edge that dares to blur traditional gender norms.
To contrast and complement the crop top, Wela slips into a pair of high-waisted, wide-leg pants that flow with every step. They’re sleek, they’re sophisticated, and they carry a hint of androgyny that’s both elegant and edgy. The fabric is soft, perhaps with a subtle shimmer, making every movement a statement of fluidity and grace.
On his feet, Wela opts for chunky platform boots that defy gravity and expectations alike. They’re bold, they’re fierce, and they add just the right amount of height and attitude to his stride. The boots are a nod to the glam rock era, blending vintage vibes with a modern twist that’s all Wela.
Accessorizing is where Wela truly bends the norms. A statement choker that’s both delicate and daring sits at his neck, perhaps adorned with a striking gemstone or an unexpected motif. His wrists are graced with a mix of bangles and bracelets, clashing and harmonizing in a dance of metal and color, embodying the essence of playful defiance.
Finishing off the look, Wela sports a jacket that’s an absolute showstopper—think a vintage, tailored blazer with a modern twist, like oversized lapels or an unexpected splash of color. It’s androgynous, it’s chic, and it perfectly encapsulates the blend of masculinity and femininity in a way that’s entirely Wela.
This ensemble is Wela’s declaration of independence from conventional gender norms, a playful yet powerful statement that fashion is about expression, not restriction. It’s a celebration of identity, a blend of sass, class, and a touch of audacity, wrapped up in an outfit that’s as unforgettable as Wela himself.
And for my next magic trick? Every Friday at witching hour for seven weeks straight, I’ll be slapping on a face mask, channeling my inner beauty guru while diving deep into “Deep Night” episodes. 🤣🤣