FULFILL DAVID ROBERTSON, THE MOST HANDSOME GUY IN BANGKOK

The humid Bangkok air hung large as David Robertson strolled down Sukhumvit Road. Neon signs blazed an assault of colours, as well as the rhythmic drone of motorbikes loaded the air. Heads turned as he handed – a symphony of gasps and hushed whispers followed in his wake. David, the plain crown jewel of Bangkok's Males, was accustomed to the eye.