Bambi Magazine‘s distinct take on nudity hides many flavours, each attributed to a specific palette of emotions, none lacking the sensibility we grew accustomed to recognize and be crazy about. The same longing for meaningful simplicity, the same drive to strip the female body of all unnecessary guises, the same thirst to make it all look honest and expressive, breaks through each and every single…

Art within art, pictures within pictures, stories within stories… Jean Francois Gschwindt’s shoot for Bambi Magazine is a rare kind that calls you back for repeated viewings, again and again. Model Alice merges with the cinematic worlds being projected across her, dressed accordingly in a silk kimono, a leather harness. Or she becomes the married woman (“Une Femme Mariée”) from Jean-Luc Godard’s 1964 film, in…

Marleen floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee. You just know it, when you look into her eyes, shining as they are from out beneath the two black storm clouds that streak across her brows. How someone conveys that mix of strength and sexuality is impossible to detail in a set of instructions – either you can do it or you can’t –…

It’s natural to balk a little at the image of models posing amidst gravestones and – in this case – imposing stone mausoleums. Maybe there’s an irreverence to it, an impiety; to tread foot where the dead lie buried, especially for a cause as flippant as fashion. Let’s face it though: it’s not about disturbing the peace of the Sleepers, who are truly too far…

Bordelle’s strappy bodices work more tirelessly than any other lingerie under the sun. Not only do they hold things up and push things in and tie the whole package up with a satin bow, they also take a starring role in many an erotically-charged editorial, and all this without complaint. Stylist Fourence Abelin uses these types of pieces liberally in a shoot by Yves Kortum…

Coco Chanel once said, rather famously, “Before you leave the house, take a look in the mirror and take one thing off.” Assumedly she was referring to accessories – to leaving behind, say, one strand of pearls or maybe going a little more minimal on the headwear. One doens’t imagine Coco removing her pants, doing one last quick spin in front of the mirror, and…

Out of the many renderings nudity gets, its poetic translation is perhaps the most difficult to bring about and convey. Difficult because imagining something utterly sexual being veiled by an actual aura of softness doesn’t come easy. But when it does materialize in front of your eyes, you ought to instantly recognize its dreamlike quality, even when it’s born straight out of a raw sensuality,…

There’s something about being swathed in unrepentant luxury. Fur, it’s shaggy faux counterparts, deluxe shearling – anything that implores tactile interaction from the casual passer by – all fit in the same category. There’s at once the historical association with luxury and the now-cemented condition of being taboo. There’s warmth heightened by a primitive impulse, tactility that’s amplified against bare skin, opulence that’s deepened because…

I love words, but Bambi is erotic minimalism. It’s a short story anthology told only in pictures. It’s what a magazine looks like when you remove all the clutter and keep only the good bits. And how many magazines can claim to do that? But that’s not to say that the visuals themselves are minimalist. They’re delivered cleanly, without distraction, without explanation, but as for…

Intoxicating, wild and beautiful, some girls are meant to unfold quite perfectly underneath a bright spotlight, the gentle light serving as their only disguise. A refined kind of sensuality takes over Tak Takei photo shoot for Bambi Magazine, as a stunning Oxana allows a festival of the senses to assume her being. Colours, emotions and delicacy become one, the outcome coming close to painting what…