You won't find any wind machines round our house
Last night I was raging at this advert on the telly box:
It features two nymphets who are so turned on by their giant bottle of Gucci perfume that they seem to be blissfully unaware that their luxury NY condo could be doing with a draft excluder. They also do a bit of elegant dancing in very nice frocks. But its the damned wind machine that really gets to me. Women like Beyonce, J-lo and Maria Carey seem to travel with a wind machine forgetting that none of the greats relied on this technology to boost their sex appeal. Did you ever see a wind machine near Bette Davis, Jean Russell or Lucy from Dallas? I think my point is made...
Compare this Gucci ad with the video that inspired it:
This video features a woman who's hair is screaming for a hot oil treatment and dances about like she's a bit pissed. Yet she does sexy with aplomb, looking like she's up for a laugh at the same time. There is no sign of a wind machine because they are in a nightclub and presumably someone remembered to close the door.
One of these films is designed to sell you sexy by suggesting that the key to silken hair and a lovely house lies in a big bottle of smell. The other one makes you want to bleach your hair within an inch of its life and go out for a dance. Guess which one I prefer?
It features two nymphets who are so turned on by their giant bottle of Gucci perfume that they seem to be blissfully unaware that their luxury NY condo could be doing with a draft excluder. They also do a bit of elegant dancing in very nice frocks. But its the damned wind machine that really gets to me. Women like Beyonce, J-lo and Maria Carey seem to travel with a wind machine forgetting that none of the greats relied on this technology to boost their sex appeal. Did you ever see a wind machine near Bette Davis, Jean Russell or Lucy from Dallas? I think my point is made...
Compare this Gucci ad with the video that inspired it:
This video features a woman who's hair is screaming for a hot oil treatment and dances about like she's a bit pissed. Yet she does sexy with aplomb, looking like she's up for a laugh at the same time. There is no sign of a wind machine because they are in a nightclub and presumably someone remembered to close the door.
One of these films is designed to sell you sexy by suggesting that the key to silken hair and a lovely house lies in a big bottle of smell. The other one makes you want to bleach your hair within an inch of its life and go out for a dance. Guess which one I prefer?
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at 1:10 PM on Saturday, April 12, 2008
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