“What color shall we paint the foyer?” is a boring conversation, no doubt. But does Klondike really have to portray listening to one’s wife talk for five whole seconds as a trial for a man? I get it: the game is on, he doesn’t care about the color, he’s trying to be polite. He deserves an ice cream! I guess portraying adult men as overgrown toddlers with no attention span pushes products?
After the jump, another Klondike commercial in which men — gasp! — are affectionate towards one another: Keep reading »
Matt Simpson of Tempe, Arizona is willing to go the distance to find the woman of his dreams online. Because he finds dating sites to be overcrowded and shallow cesspools where women get bombarded, he decided to take a more original approach to increase his odds of finding love. At a cost of $0.75 a click, Matt started his own Facebook ad campaign in which he describes himself as an “active, aware 30-something seeking a balanced woman like you.” He set his campaign to target women whose profiles indicate an interest in yoga, meditation, and New Age books. You can click on his ad to be sent directly to a profile where you learn more about Matt. Keep reading »
Child: Hey mom, I got you something really special for Mother’s Day! Here are some Mr. Clean products for you so you can get back to the job that really matters to you — cleaning the house.
Mom: Oh thank you, honey! I can’t imagine anything that I would enjoy more. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, but that day at the spa you were talking about treating me to sounded awful. [Buzzfeed] Keep reading »
Yesterday, my friend Katelyn and I were walking around downtown Portland when I spotted a pair of ballet flats sitting on a sidewalk sale table. They were black patent leather with blue sequin details and, best of all, they had been marked down to 10 bucks. I scanned the stacks of boxes for a size 7, found one, slipped them on, loved them, and bought them. The time that elapsed between me squealing, “Look at those cute shoes over there!” to me owning those cute shoes over there was approximately 30 seconds. As I skipped out of the store with the shoebox tucked under my arm, I looked over at Katelyn who was shaking her head in disbelief… Keep reading »