- Saatchi & Saatchi did a wicked billboard execution drenching the street and a few cars with blood to promote Kill Bill.
- Apparently in Mexico, it's not looked upon kindly to promote a destination using a naked model painted with historical landmarks.
- OK, whatever. Bed. Old Guy. Furniture. Hot Ass. Watch.
- Whoa! Was that an ass in my face as I sleepily made my way to the subway? Yes, my friend, indeed it was. And it was in Tokyo...where this sort of thing is, well, just normal.
- Sometimes an ad works against itself.
OK, then. After having crapped all over sexism in the office place, why not jump right back into reality: the use of sex, namely ass in this case, to garner attention for the purposes of selling stuff. This is a consumer-created ad for French railway Voyages-sncf.com. See? Even "regular people" know sex sells.
If you weren't already skeeved out by Dov Charney and his racy (pedophilic?) American Apparel antics, you will after watching this CurrentTV Super News video which takes a look behind the scenes at Dov and his t-shirt fetish. Dov calls this success citing America Apparel's role in helping America out perv the top five pervy nations "by a perv factor of six and a half inches."
So how to you promote the opening of a new tower at Harrah's hotel in Atlantic City? You hire hot models, have an artist paint their bodies and parade them around cities across the Northeast, of course. Oh, and you also give away...for free...all 945 rooms in the tower for one night by having the hot, painted models hand our room keys.
Yesterday, the promotion took place near Wall Street near 100 Broadway. Peter Shankman, the mastermind behind the promotion, sums up the day on his blog (with pictures of the hot models, of course) and offers up tips for those considering similar marketing events. Needless to say, the models attracted all kinds of attention and all the keys were handed out.
Ladies, when a bartender peers lustfully into your eyes while thrusting a large, stiff brush deep inside a glass, slowing stroking it in and out with commanding determination and urgency while undressing you with his eyes, do you A.) begin to feel a warm, tingling sensation between your legs that excitedly inflames your entire body causing a tidal wave of uncontrollable arousal titillating you to desirously caress your nipple-stiffened breasts with your eager finger tips while imagining that huge pulsating brush deep within your quivering and moistening nether regions pleasuring you to the point of...OK...I'll stop right there or B.) grab your purse and run from the freak?
Make your choice but it seems the woman in this Flirt vodka commercial opted for A.
Well it's about time for some equal time. Why should commercials which involve cars, water and soap suds combined into a slow motion sex-fest be reserved exclusively for hot young women in tiny bikinis that barely cover their pulchritudinous curvaceousness? That's just so...sexist.
Thankfully, Subaru knows this and has left thong-clad females out of it's latest Forrester commercial in favor of...yes...hot, sexy, belly-jiggling sumo wrestlers. What fun! Oh come on. You know a jiggling belly can be just as hot as jiggling breasts, right?
When I think of heading over to Borders or Barnes and Noble to pick up the latest copy of What Mobile Magazine, the first thing on my mind is always, always, always hot, sexy blondes with a Gwyneth Paltrow-ish come-hither look (which, much like Gwyneth herself isn't, though beautiful, all that come hither-ish after all) holding a mobile phone. Seriously. Doesn't everyone have that thought? (Thanks, George)
Oh look! It's yet another blah, blah, blah with a mini-skirted girl with blah, blah, blah, hiking up her skirt to blah, blah, blah, so we can see her legs to blah, blah, blah and to see the message on her thigh that blah, blah, blah for Dextro Energy which blah, blah, blah.
This Cabana Cachaca campaign with shots of a naked woman juxtaposed with a liquor bottle has been covered everywhere. So why would Adrants cover it now? For the sake of completeness and journalistic integrity, of course. Oh, and to fulfill the required daily quota of hot, barely dressed woman who appear in advertising for no apparent reason. Enjoy
Remember the first time you asked your parents how you were born and they went into this awkward explanation that made you feel all freaked out? Well, now there's therapy to rid you of those nagging memories and it comes in the form of a "video" for MTV.
While everyone is clothed in the video, all the humping, grinding and moaning might not be the sort of thing you want to view anywhere near that director of yours who thinks you're busy at work crafting the next great Cannes-worthy piece of work.