September 2011
6 posts
Forgot to tell you that talented mother-of-godchild Claudia Massie has an exhibition on at the Flaubert Gallery. If you’re in Edinburgh get down there pronto - it’s only on for another week.
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If you can’t make it you can see her work on her website. And do take a look at her blog.
I love Ryvita. I really bloody love it. I could (and do) eat it all day.
What I don’t love is the current advertising campaign. Dreamed up by a fancy London agency which should have known better, the series of irritating ads features a group of female friends lunching on crispbreads and chatting about their lives.
Ignore, if you can, the derivative concept (Sex and the City anyone?), the less-than-convincing characters, and the frankly insulting banality of their conversation, and take a look at the strapline:
Ryvita - for ladies that crunch.
That? Ladies that crunch?
When I last looked, “ladies” were animate, sentient beings. Not things.
It’s who, Ryvita. Ladies WHO crunch.