Brazilians can keep things hot. YouTube was recently shut down in Brazil after model Daniela Cicarelli won an injunction against them for perpetuating a video of her and a boyfriend having sex on the beach.
Why do celebrities act confounded after getting caught having sex in public? Let's just make it a rule of thumb that, famous or not, public sex conceives sex tapes. We've accepted it. Why can't they?
Turning a serious topic into a matter of farce is a great way to keep things relevant. Better still is the marriage of farce and sex, especially when it comes to politics.
It's not really clear who's behind this viral about a couple that decides to roleplay as Bush and The Country, but it's funny in a sadistic way to watch the one have a go at the other with pillow-talk like, "I'm gonna get you involved in a unjustified war in Iraq - with no exit strategy!" as the notched shouts, "Don't pull out, don't pull out!"
It's not hard to tell who here is getting screwed. Better still, the roleplay Bush tosses in some saucy grammar like "I'm gonna jeopardate social security - and I'm gonna make millions without healthcares."
We'll see how big of a splash the statement makes with 'net users at large, but you have to commend a group that attempts to turn you on, alter political bearings and make you laugh all at the same time. The words "habeas corpus" were never sexier.
Over the past few months, Copyranter has been diligently following the ever increasing cup size and revealing cleavage of True.com models who force you to stare at them every time you log into your MySpace page. Now, it seems, stodgy Match.com has had enough and has instructed its creative folks to unleash its own D+ cup cleavage upon us to attract eyeballs just as True.com does.
Copyranter notes the model in the ad is said to be an actual Match.com member (as opposed to True.com's hired models) but also questions the validity of her "Brody100" profile and posits she's a Match.com employee or a "paid plant." Who cares. Cleavage is cleavage after all so we're not going to be picky. What's that saying? "Bigger is better?"
UPDATE: We have been assured by Match.com's PR agency that Brody100 is, indeed, the real deal. She, along with 25 other Match.com members are featured in the company's just launched campaign.
If you're into the whole cowboy-up, redneck, git 'r done scene and want to assume Danny Griego's new Wal-Mart Girls single is just a marketing ploy by his record label, Miramonte Records, to get his new album into Wal-Mart, you just might like this music video (does not seem to work with Firefox) featuring the sort of Wal-Mart girls you will certainly never see in an actual Wal-Mart. Except for the ones that dolled themselves up for Playboy. Ad Age couldn't help themselves.
The video aired twice as an ad during last week's Independence Bowl and is said to be a ploy to boost consumer demand at Wal-Mart forcing the overtly conservative retailer to allow hotpants and boobs onto their CD racks. Of course, the record label denies it's a ploy, Wal-Mart has distanced itself but did say it may carry the album if demand warrants.
We Matter decided to start the year off right with print ads on BART featuring a girl cutting her wrists for lack of attention.
"How the hell can they wish us a happy 2007 with images like that?" snarled the teenage BART passenger who was forced to stare at it for the whole ride.
Hey, at least we know people look at ads and even take them a little personally. Maybe next year We Matter will glam up the campaign by putting one of those "HAPPY 2007!" party hats on its not-so-optimistic New Year poster children.
Read the copy here. We dig wake-up call ads, especially since cutting is a topic in suburbia that's not much addressed (and should be). That revelers came across the campaign over the threshold of 2007 was just awkward timing.
You have to love the simplicity of this Lynx promotional email containing the subject line "100% off women's clothing." Upon opening the email, the only this you see is a naked (with the appropriate body parts covered) specimen of female perfection who peers out at you with a look you can only hope to ever see in real life. It's a witty play on words that gives nod to the long-running notion portrayed in past campaigns that wearing Lynx gets you the girl.
How could we possibly forget? We grew up skiing and still do. We subscribed religiously to Ski and Skiing and Powder when it made its entry. We even owned Lange boots but we only have vague memories of the Lange Girls which graced the pages of Lange ski boot ads for years. Perhaps, the parents tore out the Lange ads before we were able to read the magazines. Perhaps we have a horrible memory. Perhaps we were so infatuated with Jonna Lee we didn't have time for anyone else. Anyway, the Lange Girls are back. Or they never left and we never noticed. Now, though, Lange is using female sports figures rather than models such as U.S. Ski Team member Julia Mancuso who's gracing the current campaign.
Ana at Spare Room is none too thrilled by indie restaurant Burger Fuel's shot at viral notoriety, but we admit we were amused in a dark sort of way.
Order the White Christmas combo for 330 grams of Coke - that's right, Coke. In a cup, not on a mirror. Don't be fooled by the razorblades in the viral or the powder-dipped $100 bill in the ad - neither are actually included. We'd shake our heads and go, "Oh how trashy," but then again, we're the home country of Hooters, which isn't exactly a conservative haunt either. And anyway, any restaurant Pablo Escobar admonishes us to visit must be okay.
We just have to wonder what sort of guy could be so hard up for sex, he'd have to resort to manipulation by billboard to achieve pleasurable release. Oh wait. He's part of the ad and we're talking about digital manipulation here. Funny. Ha ha. Oh wait. Digital manipulation? That's still funny.
Here's one for the whole family. Frangelico shows us just how creamy it gets with an image of - is that a hazelnut? - inside a mouth dripping sticky syrup.
We tilt our heads. We stare thoughtfully. And we think, if the liqueur itself were that sticky, we'd have a helluva time trying to swallow. It recalls those "Got Milk?" ads involving the dog trying futilely to get the peanut butter out of its mouth.
Image courtesy of chanukbair.