No, I'm not referring to my old, non-mom life. I'm talking about my old advertising life. When I was in my 20s in New York City, loved the liquid dinner, Hogs and Heifers, Walter Chin photoshoots and $400 shoes on a $25K salary. And working in advertising was as exhilarating as it looks on Mad Men - a career for the young of all-nighters (or all-weekers) fueled by crazy substances and a big printer.
When the economy turns sour, ad budgets are cut. Just like the details and jewelry and discretionary expenses are cut at home. But wow. I have seen some advertising recently that blows my mind and I just had to post about it... because it deserves a lot of attention.
Shockingly it's for Chrysler. And it's everything you don't expect from this brand - sexy, expensive, evocative.
Seriously, I might just have to buy a Chrysler.
Tonight I watched the latest ad, featuring Eminem. It's darker but equally dramatic. Wow. I miss that life - my old ad life, my New York life and that sexy richness that this drag of an economy has suffocated.
Thank you, Gotham, for bringing it back for a moment.