October 14, 2025

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my past.

I’m gonna dedicate this blog to my friend here in the middle of this cartoon, cause this blog is about him.

I guess I was kind of lost dog. My first marriage broke up and I kind of wandered around like a lost dog. My friends above took me in. That was nice. We all used to windsurf together. We were obsessed with it. The girl on the left was a producer. She was always on the phone. And the guy in the middle, well he made drinks for all of us. We were quite the characters. The big white dog belonged to the girl, and the little dog and the cat belonged to the guy in the middle. Life was like a big party. All we did was windsurf and drink. Anyway, I just need a break from the present and have my friend here go to the bookcase. She opened up this page about South Hampton. Yup, days were carefree back then. All we did was windsurf and party. I tell you man, I could use one of those drinks right now. I had a tough day. So here’s to Tequila.

Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

P.S. Just a quick story about the cat. We loaded up all our boards, windsurfing sails and mats onto the car. Well the cat decided it was a good place to sleep. He decided this as we went into get a coffee. Yup - the cat went for a 45 minute windsurfing ride to the beach. The cat’s eyes were like two saucers. I don’t know how the hell he made it all the way. It was pretty funny - for us. Not the cat.

October 7, 2025

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my past. I’m gonna dedicate this blog to the man that looks after me. He went away for a while, but came back. Thank God. Being a home healthcare worker must be tough, especially when you have to take care of someone like me. Anyway, this blog goes out to all home healthcare workers out there.

My life as a fashion photographer was crazy. It was like a 30 year party. Above is a cartoon of one night we had in the Bahamas. We had a great dinner, then decided to go to the end of this dock and look at the full moon and a beautiful sky. Well, the editor from the magazine I was working with looked down at the water. It was a big drop and the water was dark and shark looking. Well, of course, I pushed her off. She fell into the darkness and I just heard, “You’re crazy!” I heard a splash and then jumped in after her. Funny, I never worked for them again. That was a crazy shoot. I remember I was working with Heidi Klum. I remember wrestling with my assistant to throw him in the water and I ripped my arm open on a nail. Heidi pointed out that the skin was still there a few days later. Like I said, it was like a big party all the time. It often got me in trouble though.

Often a client might hear that I was in the Caribbean. They would book a job on another island in the Caribbean. Well, I remember on this one job I had a day off. It was awesome. I got to go surfing, windsurfing, and then I decided to play golf, or rather, hit some balls at the driving range. A driver of a golf cart picked me up in my room. He had a set of golf clubs. He took me up to the driving range. There was no one there. It was just me, the guy, a pyramid of golf balls and an umbrella with some martinis. The fairway was a long fairway of palm trees and at the end was a giant volcanic hill. It was beautiful. Anyway, it was a great end to the day. I often had days off in really cool places. I guess it was one of the perks of the job. I wouldn’t even call it a job actually. I got paid to be on vacation.

That’s all for this week. I’m tired from my sidewalk campaign. Look on my Facebook page: briandnice.

Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

September 30, 2025

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog about my past, and also welcome to the last day of September 2025.

I love to tell stories about my assistants and the models. One of my favorite stories was when I took my assistant out to go snorkeling while I dove down deep to see what was under this one coral head, and a giant barracuda came out. He was not happy. Well, the barracuda went after my assistant and showing his true form, used me to fend off the barracuda. Above is a cartoon from that moment. I’ve got lots of assistant stories, but I’ll actually talk about some great model moments.

One of my favorite model moments was when we were working and I heard a huge scream. Well, apparently the house owner had dug out a hole in the wall. He was having a sneak peek on the models as they were changing. Well, the models were raiding him and the guy sheepishly walked away.

One of my other funny model moments was when the models were getting their hair and makeup done. I was making small talk with a model while she was getting her makeup done. I said to her, “How’s everything going?” She replied, “Great! until this new model came into town and decided to sleep with my boyfriend. We ended up breaking up.” I said to the model, “Did you find out who it was?” She said, “Yeah,” and she pointed to the model who was at the end of the table who was getting her hair done. I thought, oh man, this is gonna be a long day. I hope no one gets murdered.

I have many model moments I could share with you, but I’ll share with you one more. I was working in Barbados. We had to do a swimwear shoot. Well, one model came out in a very small 70’s cut bikini. I wanted to get some shots in the waves, so I put her in the impact zone, where the water is really rough. Well, we were shooting and a giant wave came out of nowhere. It got the model pretty bad. In fact, it blew her swimsuit off. She washed up on the shoreline covered in sand and not very happy. Below is a cartoon from that moment.

I’ve got lots more, but I’m still recovering from my day. Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

September 23, 2025

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about the past.

Everyone always asks me what my favorite place was. They were all so different. I can’t say I had a favorite. But one island I went to was amazing. I never went back there again, but I loved my shoot on an island called Canouan. It was a great photoshoot. The make up artist I was working with was a little jumpy. Like if you scared here she would freak out. Now, my assistant ran ahead of us as we were working our way to the beach. We were going to do a sunrise shoot. Well, he hid in the bushes along a path that lead to the beach. As the make up artist went by, he jumped out of the bushes and grabbed her. She sounded like a siren from a fire station! I think she woke up the whole island. Our whole shoot was like that. We all played practical jokes on each other. I think the last straw was when my assistant and the make up artist were in Customs Hall in the United States (Miami). My assistant had put a bunch of shrimp in the make up artist’s bag. Well the she didn’t appreciate it and chased him all around Customs Hall. Well, the customs agents didn’t like their behavior and put them in a detention room. It was pretty funny. They were there for a while.

Canouan was beautiful though. It’s a small island in the Caribbean, near St. Vincents (you can google it). There weren’t many people there when I was there. Beautiful beaches. I have a bunch of cartoons from there. I often wonder what it’s like now that hotel conglomerates have discovered it.

I will share with you one funny story. I think I mentioned it a long time ago. I was working with a young woman who was a true Lolita. She was a young girl in the body of a young woman. I mean real woman. The pilot of a small plane was taxiing his airplane when he saw my Lolita. The guy almost crashed his airplane into a bunch of fuel tanks when he saw her. Once again, I escaped death.

I used to shoot with a bunch of different Elle magazines. This shoot was with British Elle. They were a good client. Actually most of the Elle magazines were good clients. We always did good trips. I miss them. In Paris I was known as working for the international Elle circuit. It kept me busy. They were cool. Those were the days I used to dance on bars with beautiful women. Now I take my wheelchair to get food. I think I said that before but it seems to be my theme.

Anyway, I miss and love you guys. Don’t forget to sign my petition for good sidewalks. I need them. We’re making progress, but if anyone out there has a media connection, I could use it. It seems the media and celebrity gets things done.

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Love, B. Nice

September 17, 2025

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my past.

I’m gonna dedicate this blog to my friend in Paris. I drove the guy crazy because I called him every night to go out. So this blog is dedicated to him.

Man, I loved living in Paris. I must have because I spent most of last night and in Paris at Captain Jack’s Taco House. Captain Jack’s Tacos was something I dreamed about all last night. That’s kind of weird right? I have to find out if Captain Jack’s tacos actually exists!

My friend and I spent a lot of our time at Café Louis Phillippe. Here’s the link. It was great because my friend’s friend owned the place. We spent many a meal there and many bottles of Calvados. One night, I think I told you this before, we ended up dancing on the bar at closing time. Then we all decided to go out dancing at a local night club. Well, we all piled into our friend’s jeep (a Czechoslovakian jeep with no roof). Then it started to pour with rain. Our friend said, no problem and he produced a bunch of garbage bags. We started driving to the night club covered in garbage bags, Then our friend decided to go down the steps next to the Seine river. He decided to go down the steps and go across the quay and up the steps to the next bridge. Well, I decided it was a bad idea so I baled out the back. Well, I saw them travel across the quay, up the steps to the next bridge. I thought “Holy shit! They made it.” So I started running for their car. Now imagine this, there are two guards standing in front of the prime minister’s house and a guy comes running out of the dark in a garbage bag and it’s pouring with rain. Well, as I got closer to them, I pretended to be normal and stopped running. They looked at me and I said to them, in my American accent, “Bonjour.” They said,”Bonjour.” and I started running. Man, I’m lucky I didn’t get shot. Oh yeah, did I mention they had automatic machine guns. Mind you, this was all before 9/11. Anyway, I caught up to my friends, jumped into the back of the jeep and off to the night club we went. Just about every night was like this. It was crazy then. I’m probably like I am now because of Paris. My friend here says I probably wouldn’t trade it for a second, and she’s right. It was fun.

Above is a cartoon of one of the many crazy adventures I had there. We got into a water balloon fight in the Bois de Boulogne. That’s my friend there in the back of the boat on the left throwing a water balloon at me. Or wait. Was it a vodka balloon fight. I can’t remember if it was water or vodka. We had water gun fights with vodka.

OK. One more story about Café Louis Phillippe. One more of many. Now, my friend and I used to sit at the bar and commiserate for our lack of work. Well, after many glasses of calvados, I looked at my friend’s huge dog who used to always sleep under the spiral staircase. Well, I said to my friend, if you touch that dog’s balls you’ll have good luck and lots of work. I didn’t share with him that he’d probably lose his hand. well, he went over and touched the dog’s balls and the dog looked up at him like “Did you just touch my balls?!” Well, it worked because the next day he was booked to shoot the cover of Elle with Spike Lee. so the next night we were celebrating, we were all drinking calvados. I said to my friend I want some more work so I reached under the staircase and touched the dog’s balls. The dog looked up at me. He looked like Scooby Doo. He looked like “Did you just touch my balls?” Well, it worked because I got booked with Grazia magazine in Capri. He should have rented that dog out.

Anyway, there are many other stories about Café Louis Phillippe. That’s about it for this week. Oh yeah, please sign my petition. I’m trying to get decent sidewalks so I can go get food. I used to dance on the bar, now I wheel my way to the store to get food. Crazy life, Right?

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Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice