The following is the first installment in a series of a scientific investigation whose primary purpose is to define “JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT THERE?”

Undeniably, Bangkok street fashion has its own distinctly outrageous ‘flava’. Exactly how do some denizens get it so right, while others are just so painfully wrong?

Graphic icons, strong contrasting solid colors, retro-fitted stove pipe jeans and camo deck shoes. This dandy dude comes off as playful and confident.

So sweet, like she lost her lamb. The tri-color banded peasant skirt pops out and offsets her natural coloring.

Like a modern day flapper, with beads and a bob, this lil hottie looks like she just skipped down the road from pleasantville.

This guy works at Only Sugar. His pinkie-come-manly look totally works in that context. His fitted modern revision of a classical look suits him perfectly.

The spirit of Glam Trash courses deep in his veins. This horse just rawks.

We call this guy the Kao San Gatekeeper. He has got his own thang going and we are in full support. Hell anyone who wears a fur collar-thingy to look cool in this climate deserves respect.

The spirit of Glam Trash courses deep in his veins. This horse just rawks.

Without looking like a walking craft project gone wrong, this clever cutie got her look by applying a little of her personal touch at a 0$ input. Silk screen and scissors to her jacket and fat black markers on her plain belt: simple but effective modifications.

Our young maverick is wearing a top that is stitched to look like it is a playing card. Must be because he is the shopkeeper at the Alice in Wonderland like shop Kokon to Zai in London.

We know it's nasty to make fun of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder victims, but we just couldn't resist.

Socks and sandals suck. As for the frock…

Woah! We’ve seen tourists letting it all hang down before but that goofy lil sombrero and those big beads he’s sporting, yeesh...get a grip.

Your worst heavy metal nightmare! Pasty-faced, mom’s-basement-dwelling, glue-huffing, Dungeon’s-and-Dragons-playing, home-made satanic ritual practicing, wanna-be vampires should do us a favor and stick to the shadows even when you have to make an emergency dash to the comic shop for vital supplies.

Are we missing something? We venture that 1/4 of the Thai population are adverse to hemming their jeans in preference of having elongated pant legs that sometimes go as far as wrapping right around the bottom of the feet. Are you protecting the soles of your shoes?

We applaud your original Spring look, but somehow you ended up looking like a layered Jell-O cup.

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