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If only I had the perfect scent, maybe I’d do my laundry.
Oh wait.
No more excuses.
Well, if my scent wins….
Vote for me! Help me get my laundry done!
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Confessions from a Blue Dress Comparison Shopper
The $1200 dress certainly has nice style.
But, dare I say it? When compared through recession-colored glasses, the $25 dress definitely holds its ground.
When did I become a KMART pusher? Kill. Me. Now.
The Racktrap: Prayers Answered
If you’re subscribed to the HARO e-mail list (acronym for Help a Reporter Out), the brainchild of Peter Shankman, you may have already seen The Racktrap.* If not, I’m sure you can guess what it is by its name or the picture I posted above.
Oh, how many sweaty dollar bills I’ve handed over to cab drivers in my youth.
Oh, how many times I thanked my license for being body adhesive.
Oh, how awesome my ass looks in those Bootylicious pants/shirt/shorts sans pockets (
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Enter: The Racktrap.
It seems my dreams are fulfilled. As are the dreams of all those cab drivers and anyone who has ever seen me in my Bootylicious wear….
If only you could purchase The Racktrap with added silicone….
* Here is Peter Shankman’s review:
I’m desperately trying to figure out how to promote this client in my own voice. I guess I could say that “Yeah, I could totally see how it makes sense. If nothing else, you’re all going to have a LOT of fun retweeting it.” Long story short: A pocket to keep stuff – in your bra. Yes, I’m serious. Introducing The Racktrap, an undetectable personal bra pocket that holds everyday necessities including license, cash and credit cards in one safe and comfortable place. Made of hypo-allergenic poly material, The Racktrap is designed to fit comfortably in any size or style bra. Created for women on the go, The Racktrap holds your small everyday essentials including license, cash, credit cards, Metrocard and key in one safe place, close to your heart and far from mugger’s hands. (Or anyone’s hands, I suppose.) Go tweet about it and have fun. http://www.theracktrap.com
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jmit – pronounced “jay-mit” – is a Jewish Mother-in-Training. The column is written by a few different JMITs. Even taken collectively, it’s probably safe to say that they hardly represent the views of all JMITs.
Trimming Pubes
Thankfully, one of the Madisonians we follow on Twitter tweeted a link to a Gawker review of this video.
Gawker seems to think the ad is representative of the death of the ad metaphor (think: the downfall of the Absolut ad). Our buddy on twitter seems to think the ad lacks subtlety.
Well, that’s fine and dandy but let’s talk about the genius in the ad:
1. If anyone should gently insinuate that I should mow the lawn, I’d much prefer it be in the tune of a catchy, girl-twee song.
2. Gender roles, 1950s suburbia, and musical. My brain is thinking this is spoof advertising, but this is very real. Its blunt directive is probably more real than the TV commercial for the same product. (Boring!)
3. It got a few sites – Stylist (“…gotta say, I totally heart it.”), AdFreak (“you have to appreciate an ad like this Schick Quattro for Women spot, which doesn’t really beat around the bush. Yeah, I said it.”), Gawker, YouTube – talking and it got us buying.
And, well, isn’t that the point of advertising?
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Soundtracks for Valentine’s Day
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Ways for Payless to improve (destroy?) its image using genitalia.
So Payless ShoeSource isn’t trendy.
But there is no reason why paying pesos for my favorite kicks at the local PSS should send me spiraling downward into an oblivion of 90’s fashion disaster. Why do I spend all that time trimming my ball hair (props tough_love) when a girl won’t even look past my shoes before she calls the police, or worse, puts me in the “friend zone”?
I devised a short list of marketing tips for Payless in the “February 2003″ section of my tenth grade planner. They are as follows:
1) Place miniature neon labia in every pair of mock converse shoes purchased. Everyone knows that you’re a vagina if you don’t cough up the money to look hipster, and it would send those tools (hammers, wrenches, that thirty year old with the rat tail) a clear message.
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Recommendation: Bodum Travel Press
i’ve recently heard that kitchen gadgets are a must for city-dwelling, young professionals.
Fondue pots, sushi serving dishes, spice racks…these are all strange, new toys for a Jewish girl whose favorite food is takeout.
But, hey, who doesn’t like a new gadget fad?
(If you own this, this, or this any of these, you like new gadget fads).
On Sunday, I made my way over to a local store dedicated to making cooking FUN!
Fine, I didn’t go to the local store. I’ll wait to visit those once I know the difference between the quality of food cooked in a pan made of infused-anodized aluminum versus a pan made with a heat-responsive aluminum core covered in stainless steel. I went to the store in the mall.
Let me just say, I was like a kid in a candy store. When looking at the display of food processors, I pressed every button. I tried on oven mitts and examined the ice cream makers and bread makers. I wanted the potato slicer, the deep fryer, and the huge lobster steamer (also known as a pot with a picture of a lobster on the side).
Let me also say, it was well worth the trip.
I’m on a budget but I had to buy something! I settled on this.
Best. $10. Spent. In 2008.
For the past three mornings, I’ve jumped out of bed ready to start my day. (Those who know me understand that this is quite an impressive feat.)
I leave my travel press at work (…along with a bag of pike place roast, half & half, and my Batman mug…). It’s like I have tunnel vision – get me to the office, stat!
I’m not quite sure if it’s the fun of pushing down the press (i get excited when working with tools), saving money on daily trips to Starbucks, or the pretense that I’m “cooking” but talk about carrot-and-stick motivation.
