Oh for fuck's sake! So a Governor had sex with a prostitute. Sex. He had sex. He didn't murder anyone, blow up a building or otherwise harm another person (as far as our limited knowledge of the man allows). He had sex. OK, he paid for it but it was still sex. Anyway, he's not Governor any more and has been endlessly shamed for his wrong doing. Rightly so, as many believe. If you don't know who we're talking about yet, you've been on another planet.
So leave it to a marketer to capitalize on the downfall of another by...offering money to place the image of Ashley Dupre/Youmans/DiPietro, the call girl that caused the downfall of the aforementioned Governor Eliot Spitzer, on the backs of buses to promote vodka. Yes, Georgi vodka wants to pay Dupre a low six figure sum to become the vodka brand's "butt girl."
In conjunction with Fuel Industries, McDonald's Europe is launching digital "toys" for Happy Meals through April and May.
The "Fairies and Dragons" universe (for girls and boys, respectively) can be accessed via CD-ROMs inside old-school McD's Happy Meals. The campaign and associated characters are original creations by Fuel (for mommies who get moody about rampant product placement).
- Do we really need more Elliot Spitzer jokes? Apparently so and this time it comes courtesy of New York magazine which commissioned three artists to take their shots. Three entries come from Ogilvy & Mather.
- If you want to step inside the offices of Wieden + Kennedy, you can (well, virtually) courtesy of this Flickr photo set.
- The Experience Economist argues advertising will kill social media.
- Apparently the Mac Guy, aka Justin Long, will not be returning for future Mac ads. We've heard this before but Slate thinks it should stick this time calling Long a "smug little stwit."
- Social media lover Alisa Leonard takes a detailed look at how the influence of social media can be measured.
Dark. Moody. Mesmerizing. Mysterious.Yes, we are attaching these descriptors to a car commercial. A Ford Fusion car commercial no less. In the commercial, we see a man drive off from the airport while a plane takes off. He then drives across land and see to arrive at the plane's destination to tell the woman he loves he forgot to tell her something before they parted hours earlier.
Adding to the cryptic intensity of the spot, created by Y & R Toronto, is the fact we never find out what it was the man forgot to tell the woman. Very, very nice.
For interior design site mydeco, TAMBA put together a swanky Facebook app for all the users that are getting too old to cash in on their .edu cachet.
The My Dinner Party widget enables users to create a "dream dinner party" with famous and fictional characters, as well as actual friends. (Then again, everybody's equally actual and fictional when they can all appear on your Top 8. Which is also an app!)
And because no inet offering is worth anything unless it comes with opportunities for validation, friends can change seating arrangements, organize private fetes and rate the dinner parties they attended. How fancy. These days, any plebe can play blue-blood. Who'd've guessed that Wonderland would be so ... democratic?
Rehab, the cats behind Gap's Sound of Color effort, just produced a series of videos for Kenneth Cole's most current campaign "We All Walk in Different Shoes," put together by Kenneth Cole's in-house creative crew.
As always with Kenneth Cole, the campaign exploits the language of fashion to raise awareness for popular social issues. (Or maybe it's the other way around.) At left is the creative for Regan Hofmann's HIV video. See other shorts -- including stories about a Sikh businessman and a duo of Israeli and Palestinian film directors -- at KennethCole.com/Thinkers.
And here's the campaign blog, Awearness, which generated winces all around with the all-caps tagline, "To be aware is more important than what you wear."
We dig Rehab's audio/visual spin on an old Kenneth Cole agenda. But we can't say we're crazy about using tacky puns like "Awearness" to generate trendy cause mojo.
To hock its wares, Virgin always aims for just left of left-field. Looking for a flight? Seek thee out the least enthusiastic of the bunch. Need a mortgage? Geriatric sex should get you off. Investment aid? A pyromaniac ballerina can help you with that.
Virgin Money's latest campaign is no exception. It takes a kooky idea and makes it totally logical in context.
According to Collective Intellect, which tracked brand lift for advertisers before and after the Academy Awards, Dove outdid 10 other major advertisers, elevating its position 500 percent with pre-show buzz.
Consistency, and refining an old model, were probably key. Dove rehashed last year's campaign strategy: appealing to audience members to produce and rate ads for its Cream Oil product. The winner was a woman named Celeste Wouden, whose spot lacks the slapstick, paging-Cartoon-Network! feel we've come to expect from UGC efforts. In fact, it looks like a stock Dove commercial (and for WAY less money).
Watch the ad at DoveCreamOil.com. Runners-up can be seen in the gallery.
Test your breath on an innocent bystander, courtesy of Scope and the fine people at Dentsu and Crush (Toronto). What have you got to lose? It won't be the last thing that attacks your ego today.
OK, OK, we'll cover it. Geez. Just because all everyone thinks we write about here are boobs and booty doesn't mean we're always going to cover the latest nudie film from Abercrombie & Fitch. But, since you beg, we aim to oblige so here it is in all it's NSFW glory.
We could comment on how it degrades human morality or how, conversely, it celebrates one of the most normal human states we know, nudity, but we're not going to burden you with endless pontification that would amount to nothing more than endless babble. Speaking of endless babble, have we reached our word count so this text will properly wrap around the ubiquitous (obligatory?) racy image we've included here for you?