From a former Owner — “Space to Dream, to Host, to Be Free”

There are homes you purchase because they make sense.

And then there are homes that pull something deeper out of you. They awaken a desire for beauty, for space, for something entirely your own — but far beyond practical checklists.

This house — this incredible vertical estate — was built not from necessity, but from vision.

We designed every floor for a purpose. The entrance level greets guests beneath a double-height ceiling, bathed in natural light. Marble floors, a floating staircase, and custom art alcoves make it feel like you’re entering a gallery, not just a home.

The private cinema became a cornerstone of family time — watching films on weekend nights, or screening Champions League matches with friends. I remember my kids lying across the plush lounge seating with popcorn, and the way the sound system could make a thunderstorm feel like it was unfolding around you.

The living and dining floors are made for hosting, and we did — birthdays, fundraisers, New Year’s soirées. You can seat twenty without feeling cramped. The western kitchen is an entertainer’s dream: induction burners, Sub-Zero cooling, and enough prep space to feed an embassy. We even had a local chef do cooking classes here.

Then there’s the verticality — five floors means every member of the family had space. Teenagers upstairs. Grandparents down by the pool garden. The master suite spans nearly an entire floor and includes a soaking tub with views over the city skyline. It’s not just big — it’s graceful.

We added the rooftop plunge pool later, when Bangkok summers started hitting harder. Some of our best evenings were spent there — under the stars, cocktail in hand, watching the skyline glitter to the east. The city moves quickly, but up there, we felt above it all.

This home changed our family. It gave us rhythm, retreat, and space to grow in every direction.

Selling it was a difficult decision. But it’s time. The kids are grown. Life is shifting.

I only hope the next owner sees it not as square meters — but as a canvas for living well.

— J.

“A Monument to Private Grandeur”

I wasn’t born fast.

I was conceived through sketches on crisp paper, revised endlessly until every proportion breathed elegance. I was built over years — slowly, carefully, stone by stone. I don’t just contain space. I create it.

Each of my levels was made to elevate the human experience. My walls do not echo — they resonate. My floors were laid not only for function but for feeling. My hallways don’t simply lead — they frame.

I’ve been called many things: estate, mansion, masterpiece. But I think of myself as a vertical haven. I rise through five stories not for stature — but to offer perspectives. Light hits my staircases differently throughout the day. The rooftop breeze carries jasmine from nearby courtyards.

I’ve hosted elegance: private wine tastings, charitable dinners, film screenings. I’ve seen children grow up chasing each other between floors. I’ve held midnight conversations in the pool lounge, and quiet, solitary mornings in the upper bedroom terrace.

I am not ostentatious. At least not in a new money sort of way.  I am intimate, spacious, exacting. My materials were chosen from far and wide — teak, Calacatta marble, brushed steel — not for label, but for longevity and truth.

I offer refuge, security, and silence in the heart of a capital city that rarely sleeps.

And yet, I’m deeply connected. In just minutes, my residents have reached embassies, hospitals, schools, or the BTS that pulses through Bangkok. But when they return, they return to stillness — to a cocoon I’ve created just for them ... and a fleet of up to 16 cars at a time.

I was never meant for everyone. But for those who see value not in flash, but in craft, control, and calm — I’m ready for you.

Step inside.  Never leave.

— Sukhumvit 71 Grand Residence