Showing posts with label advertising. Show all posts
Showing posts with label advertising. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 February 2014

I Wish I Looked Like Cindy Crawford

Most of my friends know that I love to watch and read all sorts of body posititive infulences and so I am lucky that when they stumble across them, they share them with me. Tonight a friend sent me this link - I love it and had to share it with you straight away.

It isn't about being fat or thin, but about advertising and how the images we see in the media are so different to real life. It really makes an interesting watch and if you have a spare 5 minutes, you should definitely give it a watch.

Did you watch? I'd love to know what you think

Debz xx

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Tuesday, 28 May 2013

A Thought On Advertising

People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you’re not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else. They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.
You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity.
Fuck that. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.
You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don’t even start asking for theirs.
- Banksy