Thursday, August 24, 2006

Jimmy Choo. Shoes to die for.

I went through approximately 10,000 pages of Fall Fashion magazines (cliché alert—so you wouldn't have to) to find the weirdest of approximately 9,900 Fashion ads. (click image) Yep. She's dead and he's gonna bury her. Or, she's still alive and he's gonna bury her alive. New York plates. Is that Carrie Bradshaw? This would have been a much better Sex and the City finale.
Update: an anon commenter says that these new Choo ads were done by hacky director Brett Ratner. Figures.


1. Fendi No. 5
2. Models lighter than Cotton.
3. American Apparel: Made With Dov.
4. DIESEL Woos fcuk Hoi Polloi.


Blogger David said...

Is that Grammy award winning producer Quincy Jones?

Start Digging, Q.

10:55 AM  
Blogger David said...

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10:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It makes no sense... who would ever leave a body half-in, half-out of the trunk. It's either in the trunk or out of the trunk.

You don't move the bitch in the trunk until it's time to fill the hole.

11:13 AM  
Blogger Matt Brand said...

and that is a California or Nevada desert. Why did he drive so far? Why?

12:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It looks like Molly Sims, actually. Which would explain the Nevada desert look if it's some kind of terrible "Las vegas" tie-in. But then why the NY plates?

And is that Quincy Jones? Why?

12:13 PM  
Blogger G. Genova said...

it's just his real doll, and he plans to buy a better one when he gets to L.A.

12:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

She: The game we were playing was: you shove me in the trunk, ALL THE WAY in the trunk! Then, when we get home, I pop out. Big surprise. Hot sex. But nooo. You good for nothing old fucker. You can't even do that!

He: When I get my strength back I'll dig a hole and jump in. A trophy wife. What was I thinking of?!

12:33 PM  
Blogger New York Punk said...

Good honest advertising.

12:47 PM  
Blogger Lucia Toledo said...

Some consideration for the poor model, please! Apparently, she arrived at the shoot that day TOTALLY wasted and could barely stand up. It was to have been an racy "spin through the desert in a Lincoln" kinda story. They restrategized as best they could. It took an assistant two hours to drive into town and find a hardware store, for the shovel. Q was fuming, but a call from Jimmy, in London, calmed him down.

1:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That bloated scumbag hack Bret Ratner "created" these ads. Nuff said.

9:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Shit, he drove cross-country, and still doesn't have the sack to get the bitch to dig her own hole? Ratner's a pussy.

10:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I saw this ad in Vogue. There was a first part of the ad series that showed her leaning out of the back seat of the car with a tire iron in her hand and him coming up behind her.

6:06 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is not the first ad to show a seemingly "dead" model to sell something. Dead women are HAWT.

10:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Because nothing says "style" quite like burying a dead slut in the Nevada desert. Sorry, Olsens, just looking like a corpse isn't quite good enough anymore.

8:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

But, seriously, why is Quincy Jones in this ad?

12:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That looks like the Black Rock desert (based on ground and shape of mountains in the back). Pretty popular for photo shoots -- I'd say she's passed out from huffing whippets and he's just waiting until she can walk on that dirt in those shoes. And why not go out there when you can drive 120 mph on the playa?

6:44 PM  

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