Lui magazine






Lui magazine was created in the 60's by fashion photographer turned publisher Daniel Fillipacchi as the french answer to Playboy. However with its perfectly styled shoots, A-list hotties and mind blowing aesthetic this magazine has that certain  je ne sais quoi that even we feel that Playboy has never achieved. Whether it's down to Fillipacchi's previous career in the fashion industry or whether the guy is just a total bloody genius, it doesn't matter. Because whatever the reason, he did it oh so right. But all good things have to come to an end, right? And Lui is no exception. Don't be fooled, the magazine is still published however the forgotten narrative, glamour and touch of french class is completely lost. Meaning it now merely resembles your average top shelf porno; gathering dust until some horny 14 year old school boy comes to buy a copy. You know the score. Don't get me wrong, you know we are all for tacky porno's, just not ones that blow our pervy minds then think they can change and take that all away. Anyway check it out for your self, old or new Lui is shit hot. 

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Over type his hype


Over hype my type aka Elliott Barker, is a graphic genius who dances like a latino stripper on speed and makes us laugh 'til we're about to pee. He's in Brighton now and we miss him a whole lot so we decided to ask him a few questions, so he could give us the down low on what he's been doing without us and what his opinions on celebrity spanking are. 


What do you do?
Graphic Design at Brighton.

If you weren’t doing graphics what would you be doing?
Something to do with music or train driving, maybe a toy railway enthusiast, yeah that would be pretty sweet.

Is beauty in the eye of the beholder?
I would say it is, I like what I make. But then I think is that because other people similar have had their work "bigged up" by critics to an extent that I subconsciously think my work would be accepted by the them.

Who do you think gets 'it' wrong?
People who don't actually have something wrong with them. e.g a light form of ocd.

Who/what inspires you?
A good bit of type that gets the juices flowing, it's like the equivalent of a obese person seeing a greasy kfc bucket meal. Anyone that uses a lot of white space and is minimalist and abstract. 

Does sex sell?
I would have to say yes, sex provokes more interest, well for the male audience anyway. Me included. It seems to be finding its way into graphics a bit more these days.

Dream fuck-buddy?
I'll say my girlfriend here, so I don't get in trouble.

Favorite song to make-out to?
God knows, Al Green? Although aren't most the lyrics about splitting up? Subliminal messages there, maybe not the best.

Hottest blog?
Pervy girls, you can thank me later.

Celebrity Spanking: Hot or not?
Thats just a very weird question, no comment. Mainly because I don't know what to put

Would you ever make a sex tape?
I have to say that's up their with one my 'things to do'. Although would their be a market for Graphic design sex tapes? Maybe I could pixelate it or make it into a stop motion?

Anything else?
I decided to start drinking green tea today, can I just say its fucking disgusting.




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It's 'Roo-shay' y'all

Once in a while we need that creative fix (which doesn't involve staring at boobs or obsessing over the latest boy/girl crush), even though we probably don't do it as much as we should. Anywayz, last sunday while my partner in crime stayed at home, keepin' the bed warm, I battled through wind and rain to the Hayward Gallery, to catch the last day of Ed Ruscha's (Roo-shay btw) 'Fifty Years of Painting' Exhibition. It covered every phase of his career; from his student works to the recent monumental canvases he's produced. His earliest stuff is really graphic-y and it's kinda hard to believe that he created it half a decade ago, as it still looks pretty current. This could be down to his unwavering personal style, which is apparent in all his work, and throughout the exhibition you see how this has developed over his career.

 His concepts develop and the 'Words as Landscapes' series illustrates the move from single words to phrases within his work. Set against a Technicolor backdrop, these random phrases themselves become the landscape, floating against generic twilight/sunset movie billboard style backdrops. 
   My favourite of all the series' was 'Paintings without Words' in which Ruscha seems to have completely changed his ethic and abandoned all use of text to create some pretty haunting paintings, in which he used some early spray-painting techniques to add the ghostly feel to some recognisably spooky icons. 'Untitled' depicts what appears to be a pirate ship approaching through the fog and although it is simply a silhouette with minimal shading, Ruscha has really captured the feeling of impending doom that the ship may bring. One of Ruscha's most recent forays is his 'Mountain' series in which he has explored the motif in numerous ways, although without drawing from life - his mountains are all invented images and not taken from actual peaks. Ruscha has again begun to bring typography back into these works, often by focusing on one word which becomes more ambiguous the more the viewer looks at it. The canvases also creates a visual prop, as they are often curved outwards on the sides which produces the feeling, for the viewer, that they are bowing under the weight of the mountain. 

So yeah Ed Ruscha is a hero and you should all check him out and get inspired! See even Pervy Girls can be art fags for a day.

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Homeward bound

Okay so we thought London was a Pervy Girl down for a brief amount of time which is still the case, however we're now using the term 'brief' for sanity reasons rather than an actual amount of time. So I bit the bullet (If thats what you do?) and actually faced up to the fact that I would rather endure the title of a quitter/ failure (or whatever phrases parents are using these days) than go back to that shithole that liked to call itself a university. So I'm totally excited about starting again in September. Until then I shall be resisting the urge to spend countless mornings with the likes of  Kelly, Kyle and Schofield and cram my day with exciting yet productive pervin'. 

Speaking of which, next week my fellow
perv and I will be getting hella busy. Still want a Pervy Bag? Message us.

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Love Russia


This is Lucy Pearson, make-up extraordinaire and friend to the Pervy Girls. Not content with creating masterpieces, having a heroic father (think NYC circa the Factory days and still partyin' hard), she's also totally hot (see above). So we've got together some of her amazin' work and asked her a few questions for your viewing pleasure. She also has a blog which is pretty damn cute. Check it out http://lucylovesrussia.blogspot.com. Enjoy motherfuckers.


So what do you do?

I'm a make-up artist, so I put make-up on the faces of those who need to look different for some reason. Superficially I love it simply because I love looking at beautiful things, especially when I've made them. I think its the most fulfilling process. I'm also a waitress, I'm unbelievably good at it too, its probably my true calling in life but I'm doing my best to completely ignore it.


If you weren’t a make-up artist what would you be?

If I had the smarts, I'd be a paleontologist for sure! But seeing as it took me five minutes to work out how to spell paleontologist, I'd have to say stylist, artist or one of the hippies I came across as a child in India. They truly did absolutely shit all, but they were happy.


Is beauty in the eye of the beholder?

Yes completely, but I have a horrible little voice inside me telling me that my eyes see the clearest. That not really right is it? What can you do.


Who do you think gets 'it' wrong?

Amanda Holden. There's just nothing right there.


Who/what inspires you? 

My Father and Gaga, big glossy pictures and very old paintings.


Does sex sell?

Like nothing else ever has or ever will.


Dream fuck-buddy?

Gaga.


 Favorite song to make-out to?

Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights is my favorite song to do absolutely anything to.


Hottest blog?

Do I really have to answer that??! Pervy.


Obvs. So Celebrity Spanking: Hot or not?

No I'm not sure if it is...... hope that doesn't disappoint.


Would you ever make a sex tape?

I adore all things sleazy, but personally, I'm a complete and utter prude so I'd have to say no.


Anything else?

Don't be afraid to try lipstick, what's the worst thing that can happen? Avoid neon paint, nothing good ever comes of it, but do experiment with lashes if you get the chance. And on a different note, if you really like something or someone don't just sit on your ass and think about it! Go make a poster for the cause and put it up somewhere. Go fly-post about something you love......



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The boyz are back in town








Girl crushes are overrated. Well we don't really mean this, afterall we wouldn't be true Pervy Girls if we didn't fancy our fair share of girls. What we do mean is it's kinda '09 to go on and on about them, as if it is something cool/rebellious/taboo. Everyone is so over it. Who cares. So we have decided to bring good old heterosexual lovin' back into the equation, with this bunch of  girl-boners-waiting-to-happen. Feast your eyes on these and just wait for the eyegasms to follow. 

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Fetish





Okay Mr Louboutin clearly wasn't happy with the already fetishistic vibes his work was oozing, so in Fall (ok Autumn, but Fall sounds so much better) '07, he bestowed upon us this collaboration with filmaker David Lynch, entitled Fetish. Were us four (Pervy Girls, Louboutin, Lynch) separated at birth or what? I mean this is the stuff of every Pervy Girls wet dream and almost better than sex (we said ALMOST). The collection pushed the boundaries of extreme fetish, yet still managed to make itself appeal to EVERYBODY. C'mon boys, who wouldn't want their girlfriend (bitch/fuck-buddy) to get dirty with them wearing these? And girls don't pretend you wouldn't completely turn yourself on  jerking off wearing them. Okay so this is old, leave us alone, your memories needed jogging. Don't pretend you don't love it.

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Gettin' wet





Oh don't shots like this make you ache even more for the sun. Fuck the snow and the abundance of annoyance caused by it. Thermals aint hot. Nor is having to walk because because your car has decided to transform into a freaking snowball for the day. I vote for an even hotter summer than normal as payment for these god awful months. Skinny dippin' anyone? Hell, why even wait for summer? 
Hot shots stolen from Titty City. 

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PERVY BAG..

Anyone.?
Get your tits - I mean claws on one of these. 
Apologies for the totally shit photo.

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Perverts Chronicles Revisited.




Snowed in, re-vampin' old creations instead of creating new.
 The juices will start to flow again soon.

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