Wednesday, 28 March 2012

I gained an eating disorder.

This morning while eating my heaping bowl of Special K, I noticed this bit about the "Special K Challenge" on the back.

If anyone can tell me a worse idea, I will give you a handful of my laundry/parking quarters. (Anyone who has ever lived in LA knows how precious an offering this is)

For those who aren't familiar with the Special K Challenge, it's the one that tells you to only eat 2 meals a day, each consisting of 1/2 cup of special k with a tablespoon of skim milk. Maybe it's the fact that I eat my cereal 3 servings at a time and usually only after midnight but...I'm offended by this.

I visited their website and here is my Meal Plan for today. Only 13 days to go!


I have a feeling I will be hungry, drained and cranky until I get to my spaghetti dinner. 

What happened to good, old-fashioned exercise? Apparently teaspoons of sugary carbs are just as good.

Each cereal box has this bit about "What I gained when I lost," where suckers who fell for this anorexic scheme tell you how they've gained self-esteem in the place of love handles. My Vanilla Almond flavor has an attractive Mom wearing Mom Jeans, claiming to have gained "Swag." Hmmmmm. 

Sorry, Special K, but I guess my Swag will have to go un-gained. Consider your challenge lost!

Monday, 19 March 2012

hello again!

I have recently emerged from being quite buried under a pile of work. And I have a whole :30 commercial about chips to show for it! 

We spent 8 days in Boston shooting. It was a lovely city and I had way more than my fill of scary sea creatures and clam chowdaaah.




We shot our commercial inside Stacy's bakery, which means we got to wear hairnets 24/7. These are the kinds of sexy things that make people want to go into advertising.


We used the real workers in our commercial, and their stories are pretty incredible. We made a little documentary film about them, which I'll put up in a few weeks when I won't get fired for doing so.

I have to say the best part of the experience was hanging out with Lisa Loeb. When we listened to our voiceover auditions we giggled about one of the women being named "Lisa Loeb," just like the pop and reality tv star from the 90's. After listening to her voice a few times our editor said, "you know what...i think it IS Lisa Loeb." We did what any curious group of adults would do and asked her to come to the edit bay to do a "callback." Sure enough, it was she. 40 years old, pregnant, and still wearing thick framed glasses.

She was quite delightful to work with and the whole time I struggled whether to acknowledge that she was Lisa Loeb or not. When she was leaving I couldn't help myself. I asked for her picture. She laughed about it and obliged. I apologized and told her I couldn't help but feel like her career was gonna take off after this. 


So here you have the fruits of our labors (if my mother hasn't already sent it to you). I must caveat that while I made a personal goal to never put words like "messin'" in my taglines, there are clients and middle-aged women who like that sort of thing. Sigh.


Since I know you'll all be rushing to the store to buy these things, I'd like to put a good word in for the cinnamon sugar. While they may be the reason for my larger-than-usual love handles, the are absolutely divine. Cheers!