To know a place is to know the people. This is why I
check Grindr in every location.
Grindr is far nicer to use in Bangkok than Australia.
Where Im from, the app is known for its racism, fem-hating and
body-shaming rather than its welcoming queer community.
We were in Bangkok to visit an old friend, and seeing
as Bangkok is in Thailand, the heart of the gender-bending world,
we had to see a drag show.
On our last night, I took the crew to a bar I
blearily recalled from previous escapades.
Not only were the girls giving some of the best face
from the upstairs stage-balcony, they did a mean lip synch to Dont
Cry For Me Argentina no easy feat even when English is your first
language. They looked 100 per cent woman, unlike on the Australian
drag scene, where you see men in dresses.
One of the people in charge, Boy, recognised me from
my antics the night before. He was super cute, so I told him as
much. We leaned in towards each other, but I was pulled away by my
mates before we could have a Disney-like pash. They were in
desperate search of Go-Go Boys: hot guys dancing on stage who
wanted our cash apparently queens like Boy just didnt cut it for my
d-hungry friends. I resisted their tugs for a minute and stayed
trading pics with Boy on Instagram, mentally planning to surprise
him with plane tickets to Sydney for the Mardi Gras celebrations in
After wandering through the Silom sidestreets, we end
up at a dodgy looking establishment suitably named Dream Boys. The
voluptuous drag queen outside, Natalie, gave us free entry.
Initially delighted, we were then shocked to find that the drinks
cost us a good 400 Thai baht each (longnecks of trendy beer from
the 7/11 are only 60). Still, we decided to roll with it and let
ourselves be ushered into a three-tiered amphitheatre surrounding a
Once wed ordered drinks and lit a ciggie, it hit me:
there were some 30 guys lined up on stage in matching white
underwear. Each was adorned with a white badge featuring a number
in bold red sans serif, and every minute or so, a man would take a
step forward and rotate.
We were in a brothel.*
A change in music signalled the start of the show,
and the lads jumped off the stage. It was much raunchier than
anything Id seen the night before. One boy in a jock strap pushed a
couch out and took a seat as soft music played (Enriq...