Last week, I attended this vodka party without knowing anything about it. I mean, with a name like Royal Dragon, I was expecting something very ching chong and all chinese-y. Nope, totally wrong.
This alcohol can actually cost up to $2.9k per bottle – holy crap. No wonder it tasted so smooth and didn’t give me a blooming headache the next day.




Potatoes aside, the worksmanship is ridiculously awesome and intricate. Maybe cos it’s so beautiful, there might be less bar fights (since people will be trying to smuggle these empty bottles home instead of smashing them on someone’s head)?



At the “media” table and our own bottle of alcohol – gold gold gold! Too bad the table was overcrowded with random people (that I haven’t even met in my years as a journalist), so I just left. Such a waste though – I really wanted to drink enough to make the toilet shine bright the next day. haha.
