Sex Sells…Until the Doors Close

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If anyone this hot strutted the hallways of the Adrants conglomerate, we’d have to shut down for a few hours just to get our breath back. One of the most unlikely marketers to use the sex sells strategy, tuna maker Chicken of the sea, is doing just that in this commercial which has a mini-skirted, midriff-baring hottie making her way to the office elevator while men do what they do when faced with females like this: they drool. While all hopped up on testosterone, the ad’s ending puts a nice twist on the whole woman-as-sex-object marketing strategy and let’s us in on what she really looks like. All to sell healthy tuna. Great ad. See it over at AdJab.

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