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

Rita Hayworth vs Marilyn Monroe

Posted: Sunday, 28 July 2013 by Hellllbender in Labels: , , , , , ,
0

The Backdrop

Being an advocate of classics, I feel starved as I see the state of today’s fashion, film and music industries. The Bryan Adams, Coldplays and Didos have been replaced by the *gulp* Biebers, One Directions and Nicki Minajs. Where we had The Shawshank Redemptions and Star Wars, we have The Silver Linings Playbooks (Yes, I hated it) and Iron Mans (Or should I say ‘Iron Men’? Regardless, Robert Downey’s cockiness fails to impress me one bit). The fashion sense once safe in the hands of the Marilyn Monroes now lies trampling under the feet of the Kim Kardishians.

After seeing Lindsay Lohan’s ‘Liz and Dick’ a few days back, I felt the urge to grab my laptop, don my safe-behind-a-computer-screen armor and blast the wretched woman to smithereens with my words. How it is possible to even imagine Lindsay Lohan portraying the legendary Elizabeth Taylor, I can never quiet comprehend. The absurdity of the comparison actually made me feel sorry for Lohan; you don’t compare two elements as many classes apart as the average modern actress and a queen of Hollywood. The reason being singular; there simply IS no comparison.

In the first of the ‘Head to head’ series, I would take out time to compare two actually comparable individuals; both received worldwide fame and success, both approximately belong to the same era of Hollywood prime, both were renowned for their ‘divine’ beauty, and both were loved by many while worshipped by more; “The Love Goddess” Rita Hayworth, and “The Blonde Bombshell” Marilyn Monroe.
  


Style Over Substance

Posted: Thursday, 20 June 2013 by Hellllbender in Labels: , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
0


“So what will you wear at the convocation ceremony?” asked my friend.

“The blue dress I recently got stitched.”

“But that’s a lawn suit. You can’t wear that. If it has to be lawn then get a designer lawn at least. You will feel confident when you are dressed well. Change the dress.” she added hastily.

I ignored her advice. But when my aunt came up with somewhat similar advice; that my dress should be comparable to my expensive degree; I grew a little perplexed. Was it really true that I needed a better dress to help me lift my electrical engineering degree?