eBay Saves You From Your Mom’s Mom Jeans

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Venables Bell & Partners is out with its first work for eBay. The campaign offers up amusing, embarrassing and awkward scenarios which are ultimately saved by using eBay mobile. The campaign aims to reach those “who prefers to shop anywhere, anytime with a mobile device.”

The campaign, entitled “When it’s on your mind, it’s on eBay,” carries the tagline, “Buy it new. Buy it now.” In one ad, a daughter is saved from her mother’s supply of mom jeans. In another, a man mocked for using a pen when everyone else is using a digital device uses eBay to bring himself into the 21st century. And in another, a woman who obsesses over a pair of shoes in a salon nabs a pair for herself.

Of the campaign, Venebles Bell & Partners Founder and ECD Paul Venebles said, “When the company that revolutionized how people shop asks you to do something big and new, you get excited. For this campaign, we tapped into the psyche of passionate shoppers and then demonstrated why eBay is the answer.”

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