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End of the Month Forgiveness Request

Being an active participant in social media takes a lot of effort, and I have admittedly let my commitment to my editorial calendar fall by the wayside. A month of travel and business development can keep you quite busy! That being said, I’m back on the “dance floor” and ready to get back to writing for you, my awesomely loyal fans.

This Friday I’m going to feature a guest post by a new digital friend, so stay tuned. Until then, here’s to “Way-Back-Wednesday”...

Original Caption: “Soft, warm, quite…no waxing, no polishing.“ 2009 Caption: “When carpet designers play practical jokes.“ (Image Source: WellMedicated.com)

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Sep. 30, 2009

Fashion Forward?

I landed at Long Beach Airport in California last night and saw this man’s twin. Granted, he was in his mid-sixties and had jet black dyed hair, but the outfit was identical (with the addition of a massive gold medallion necklace.)

Being that it is “Way Back Wednesday,“ I thought I’d focus this post on the art of expressing oneself through fashion. I’m not a super-fashionista, and I’m not a candidate for “What Not To Wear,“ so I guess that makes me an average American. I adore the textures and beauty of couture and think I share the fantasy with many women of having the “Pretty Woman” shopping spree just once in my life (WITH the “obscenely expensive” price tag.) But, the Mom reality of college savings and braces keeps me grounded, limiting my indulgence in designer fashions to an occasional tip-toe through the clearance racks at La Perla, Neiman’s, and Nordstrom.

With the help of magazines like “Lucky” and shows like “Project Runway” I feel like I’ve got a pretty good pulse on what’s in and out. Sadly, I must admit that I tend to dress down way too often, exchanging the ease of dressing super-casual for the polished feeling of being dolled up. To make matters worse, my desire to try to stay current decreases with each passing birthday.

With that admission, I send feelings of understanding to the Sasson-styled gent at LGB. Maybe he was told he looked amazing in that style back in the seventies, and he’s carried that pride with him for the past forty years. To my new SoCal friend…if you feel great, rock on with your bad self! As for me, maybe I SHOULD drop and note to Stacy and Clinton…

Image Source: Found in Mom’s Basement

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Sep. 16, 2009

Bavarian Frigidaire?

I’m a sucker for European style. There’s something about the tradition that goes into so much of their artistry that just moves me and makes me feel connected to my ancestors—most of the time.

When I saw this ad I was first shocked, admittedly thinking to myself, “Is this what happens when Bavarian painters play practical jokes?“ But, as I explored the image a bit more it started to grow on me. I’m not sure if it is the fact that the Mom’s dress matches the paint in the kitchen, or that her red apron draws the viewers eye directly to the middle of the page (where the focus is the bright white refrigerator,) but I dig it. It makes me want to have jaeger schnitzel and twirl around on a country mountain top.

A thought to leave you with…why is it that so many refrigerator ads feature a full-size ham AND Jell-O molds in the image?

Image Source:WellMedicated.com

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Aug. 12, 2009

Let’s Have a Prune Party!

“Win their hearts with prune tarts.“ Yummy.

What I adore about this advertisement are the looks on the kids’ faces. Take a close look at each of them. At first glace they look like they are having fun at a birthday party, but look closer. The blond girl on the left is watching to see if the other kids are going to eat the prune. The middle left boy is thinking, “I’ll eat the icing, but there is no way I’m touching that prune. I can’t wait to make fun of Tommy at school on Monday.“ The boy on the right ponders, “I can’t believe my Mom put prunes on my birthday tarts. Monday is going to suck.“ The girl on the right can’t bear to watch Tommy eat his tart—prunes make her think of her grandfather’s gas.

Four cute kids at a party with tarts and this is the BEST shot the photographer could get for this ad. If only they had Photoshop in the 1950s!

Source: Found in Mom’s Basement

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Jul. 15, 2009

Should We Go Steady?

In my tweenage years living in New Jersey I remember countless sleepover parties when my girlfriends and I would play with a Ouija board. We were just at the cusp of really liking boys, and I’d venture to guess that 90% of our questions to the mythical Ouija were about the opposite sex. Huddled in the dark we would challenge the Ouija with our deepest questions, “What is the name of the most popular girl in school?,“ “Will I ever have a chest?,“ and “Why do all the boys like Shelia?“ Okay, so maybe they we’re THAT deep, but at the time our interrogations seemed profound.

This old ad made me smile the second I saw it, and the copy made me laugh out loud. I had an epiphany! All those years I was asking the wrong questions! If I could only have known if flying saucers were real or the college I would go to my life may have been drastically altered. More simply, why didn’t I ask whether I should become a model or a fashion designer? Darn it! Two amazing careers were right there for the taking and I never thought to ask the Ouija to decide my fate.

Fast forward twenty-something years and I’m not a model or a fashion designer, I thankfully grew into my adult figure courtesy of Mother Nature, and I figured out why all the boys liked Sheila on my own. Now that I’ve got that covered, I wonder if the Ouija could help me figure out our next big agency move? Anyone up for exploring the unknown?

Image Source: WellMedicated.com

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Jul. 08, 2009

Marlboro Baby

Nothing says “fatherly love” more than an investment in premium cigarettes!
Image Source: http://eatliver.com/vintage-ads/

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Jul. 01, 2009

Wonder Sauna Hot Pants

Okay, I’ll admit it. I want these. I can see it now…

I come home from a long day at work. Get tackled by my boys as I walk in the door, pet the dog, kiss my husband and head to my bedroom to drop my purse and laptop bag. It feels good to be home. I slip off my shoes, take off my jewelry and head to the kitchen to make dinner. Cook. 4th grade geography homework.Cook. 2nd grade spelling test. Serve dinner. Clean kitchen. Bathe kids. Teeth. Jammies. Reading. Tuck tucks. Lights out.

Now it’s “my” time. Movie or workout? Why choose! I have Wonder Sauna Hot Pants. Queue up the DVR and let’s get skinny. It’s brilliant.

Image Source: martinklasch.blogspot.com

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Posted by Marcelle Turner on Jun. 24, 2009