At Ojo, perched atop The Standard, Bangkok Mahanakhon, Day of the Dead traveled from the streets of Mexico to the city’s sky — and it isn’t just a tradition, it’s a moment. For the third-year running, we took it higher: altars, flavors, marigolds, Día de los Muertos returned to the 76th floor, transforming Ojo into a sky-high homage to Mexico’s most vibrant celebration — a rooftop riot of color, rhythm, and reverence.
Chef Paco joined forces with Chef Willy Monroy of Michelin-starred Milpa (Osaka) for a one-night takeover that lit up every table: smoky heat, vibrant sauces, and unapologetic flair on every plate that demanded attention. Behind the bar, Chinatown’s cult agave spot La Copita poured mezcal all night, keeping the energy flowing and the room buzzing.
At the heart of it all stood Ojo’s towering altar, drenched in marigolds and candlelight — part ritual, part spectacle. Guests placed flowers, raised glasses to the sky, and honored their people in true Mexican style: loudly, lovingly, and in full color.
The rooftop transformed into a dreamscape of vibrant soundscapes and a kaleidoscope of artistry, brought to life by Dadadot Studio, from floor to ceiling. Pools of warm orange light blurred the line between art installation and rooftop party. The message was clear: Day of the Dead isn’t about mourning — it’s about remembering with joy, rhythm, and life.
As laughter and dancing carried through the night, the food hit hard, the music never let up, and Bangkok’s skyline felt a little brighter. Day of the Dead at Ojo has become more than an annual ritual — it’s the city’s boldest celebration of life, alive and electric, high above it all.
