Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
Monday, 8 August 2011
Daisy Lowe X Playboy
From her work with GQ and Esquire to Bape, all of us here at Deerbrains, guys & girls, are in love with Daisy Lowe... and well this just sums up why!
Keep it up Daisy.
Saturday, 15 January 2011
The World According to Vice
We've just finished reading through the vice guide to everything book that we got given by the lovely Melissa over at Viceland we also held a competition for one male and one female to win the book as well, which the lovely Tom Cater and Kim Parslow manage to bag.
This book is a coffee table favourite, full of inspiration, sex, photography, design, interviews and much more. We've heard some waivered thoughts on Vice as a whole recently and we know it's a little bit cliche and naughty but we just can't help but LOVE everything they do. It's a real bold statement to society and we hoppe theres plenty more books from them to come.
Do you own this book? What did you think?
For more information please click here.
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Giveaway: The Vice Guide to Everything
Vice are giving us 2 copies of their new book 'The Vice Guide To Everything' we received ours on Friday and it's full of funny comments about sex, football, photo journalism, interviews, art, design and lots more.
This chunky 352 paged book is worth £20 and has had the likes of Wired, Vivienne Westwood and Ian Hislop sing it's praise.
All you guys need to do is leave your name, contact e-mail and twitter user name.
Tweet out 'I want to win @viceuk's new book http://ow.ly/35I9l @viceuk @deerbrains'
Competition will run until
. After that two winners will be announced.
Good Luck!
COMPETITION IS NOW CLOSED.
CONGRATULATIONS TO:
Tom Cater
&
Kim Parslow
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Vice UK: Tiger 8 Not Known Presents... London Fields Halloween Party
Pics by Stephanie Sian Smith, Michael Halls and Max
Okay. At the start of this article, may I point out that in no way, shape or form am I a racist. I would never look down on anyone else because of the colour of their skin, there are far better reasons to do that. But the decision to attend a party in the centre of Hackney dressed as minstrels was always going to turn a few heads. Myself and Max ordered a taxi to the party, where our taxi driver (a very large black guy) laughed with us, listening to Alborosie on the drive there and letting us have a discount because he couldn't break a tenner. Good start.
We looked pretty good.
The party in itself was great. Once ticked off the guest list, the bouncer handed us several tokens each which could be exchanged for bottles of Tiger (since they were sponsoring the event). I usually don't bat an eyelid at bouncers, for two reasons: either they aren't the most beautiful people in the world (more like skinhead neanderthals jacked up on protein shakes), or because any eye contact could lead to getting refused entry and a kick in the teeth with any attempt at answering back. But this guy had actually made an effort as well, with half his face painted in the style of Baron Samedi from Live and Let Die. Applause to him for effort.
good likeness! glad the bouncer was a little more cheerful...
People were generally very talkative and, for want of a phrased that doesn't imply 15-year old ravers on methodrone, hyped on life in general. People seemed to get the joke that we weren't really making a racist comment, and amidst over provocative outfits, it passed generally un-noticed. I had a good chat with a photographer for Tiger about 80s Ultra Burner bikes for a fair while; it wasn't hard to make general conversation with such an easy-going bunch. (Photo man from Tiger, if you are reading this, send over some of your pictures!)
Alexa Chung lookalike, get in me...
The night wound down, and we felt it best to wash our faces before walking back to Max's gaff in Whitechapel. Sneaking out two more free Tiger beers for the road from a pub has never felt better. Massive props to Tiger Beer for sponsoring such an awesome night with awesome amounts of beer, and to Mel from ViceUK for the guest list hook-up.
Okay. At the start of this article, may I point out that in no way, shape or form am I a racist. I would never look down on anyone else because of the colour of their skin, there are far better reasons to do that. But the decision to attend a party in the centre of Hackney dressed as minstrels was always going to turn a few heads. Myself and Max ordered a taxi to the party, where our taxi driver (a very large black guy) laughed with us, listening to Alborosie on the drive there and letting us have a discount because he couldn't break a tenner. Good start.
We looked pretty good.
The party in itself was great. Once ticked off the guest list, the bouncer handed us several tokens each which could be exchanged for bottles of Tiger (since they were sponsoring the event). I usually don't bat an eyelid at bouncers, for two reasons: either they aren't the most beautiful people in the world (more like skinhead neanderthals jacked up on protein shakes), or because any eye contact could lead to getting refused entry and a kick in the teeth with any attempt at answering back. But this guy had actually made an effort as well, with half his face painted in the style of Baron Samedi from Live and Let Die. Applause to him for effort.
good likeness! glad the bouncer was a little more cheerful...
People were generally very talkative and, for want of a phrased that doesn't imply 15-year old ravers on methodrone, hyped on life in general. People seemed to get the joke that we weren't really making a racist comment, and amidst over provocative outfits, it passed generally un-noticed. I had a good chat with a photographer for Tiger about 80s Ultra Burner bikes for a fair while; it wasn't hard to make general conversation with such an easy-going bunch. (Photo man from Tiger, if you are reading this, send over some of your pictures!)
Alexa Chung lookalike, get in me...
The night wound down, and we felt it best to wash our faces before walking back to Max's gaff in Whitechapel. Sneaking out two more free Tiger beers for the road from a pub has never felt better. Massive props to Tiger Beer for sponsoring such an awesome night with awesome amounts of beer, and to Mel from ViceUK for the guest list hook-up.
Monday, 16 August 2010
I only sex they whom read date
'Read Me Stories.......In Bed' poster campaign to convince young adults to read more.
Monday, 28 June 2010
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