Did you know that a "taffy factory" is a name you can use for any kitschy place you go to. Any place at all. I for one immediately think of 2/3rds of the places you pay to go in Wisconsin Dells, but that is because of my personal experience in that place.
A friend of mine introduced me to this term and I fell in love with it. It is up there with "candy store" for liquor store and...well I guess that is the only equivalent I can think of. But I love it. I love words in general that stand for something else...especially ones that other people or the general public don't know about.
For example,
Nammers.
Tuls.
Happysuck.
Crunk Monster.
and others that have been made up over the years by my sister and I.
Please add any that you can think of.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
An education, in Las Vegas.
Things I learned on my first trip to Las Vegas.
1) Anything is possible, literally anything.
2) Girls, we look really stupid wearing 4-12 inch heels when we are trying to walk somewhere intoxicated.
3) In fact we look stupid in 4 - 12 inch heels trying to walk anywhere further than the length of a catwalk
4) I have the highest arches in my family and cannot walk 16 miles in two days. It results in a 26 year old body that looks like it needs a walker. Thanks to The Walking Company for fixing that little problem.
5) Men will pay for sex, and have no qualms about it. It doesn't even have to be a private exchange. Side note: Roger you are GROSS!!!
6) I understand how people lose their entire life savings in that city. It is too easy to get hooked on winning. I will never understand runner's high but I do understand winner's high.
7) My mother is lucky. She just puts out a positive energy into the world and it comes back to her in Vegas.
8) My sister could have been a clown in Cirque de Soleil
9) Las Vegas is the perfect place to inflate your self-esteem. Seems contradictory right? The thing is, as a woman you WILL get hit on no matter what and there WILL be at least 25 people in the same room at any given time that look worse than you, even after getting caught in the rain. Double BONUS!!!
10) You can be a star, just find a karaoke bar that pumps it's AV system onto the strip.
11) My mom is a Cougar. A man her age told her that though, so it was a bit confusing. Maybe he wanted to set her up with his son??
12) Nobody laughs as much as my mom, her sister, me and my sister. Seriously, we got dirty looks for how much we were laughing.
13) Officers are gentlemen, especially if they are in the British Air Force and Army.
14) There are plenty of beautiful women that are 100% natural.
15) White guys CAN dance.
16) Play some Michael Jackson and even the old ladies in the back will clap.
17) Wedding rings are often just for show, they don't really seem to stop anyone from doing anything.
18) High roller rooms and high stakes poker are mostly inhabited by business men from the far east. Not just in movies.
19) The dollar is worth shit.
20) You can literally bet on anything, down to the designer a star is wearing at the Oscars. Way to go Hurt Locker!
21) Sleep is extremely underrated. You shouldn't do a lot of it while you are in Vegas, but if you don't give yourself proper time to recuperate from the trip you will maintain a certain level of deadness in your brain.
22) Everyone is friendly, even if you can't believe a word that comes out of there mouth.
23) James at Mandalay Bay, I love you.
24) If I could dance my way through life I would be happy.
25) Buffet, buffet, buffet. When you walk over 40 miles in three days, you can eat whatever the hell you want.
26) Pregnant women should not have to serve drinks on casino floors. There is smoke and those outfits aren't made to fit someone with a bun in the oven, plus I felt bad for her, which made me not want to order a drink from her. I wanted her to ask her boss if she could go home early.
27) If you hold hands with your sister while walking the strip, most people will think you are lesbians.
28) Mohawks, not fauxhawks, but Mohawks are still really really in.
29) Life is all about fun. Not even a recession will keep people away.
30) I am sure women pay for sex too, I just didn't see it. We didn't go to Thunder from Down Under show because my mom and my sister said it sucked. :)
31) I am already excited to go back in June for Keely's wedding...even though I have to say I will have a completely different approach for round 2.
1) Anything is possible, literally anything.
2) Girls, we look really stupid wearing 4-12 inch heels when we are trying to walk somewhere intoxicated.
3) In fact we look stupid in 4 - 12 inch heels trying to walk anywhere further than the length of a catwalk
4) I have the highest arches in my family and cannot walk 16 miles in two days. It results in a 26 year old body that looks like it needs a walker. Thanks to The Walking Company for fixing that little problem.
5) Men will pay for sex, and have no qualms about it. It doesn't even have to be a private exchange. Side note: Roger you are GROSS!!!
6) I understand how people lose their entire life savings in that city. It is too easy to get hooked on winning. I will never understand runner's high but I do understand winner's high.
7) My mother is lucky. She just puts out a positive energy into the world and it comes back to her in Vegas.
8) My sister could have been a clown in Cirque de Soleil
9) Las Vegas is the perfect place to inflate your self-esteem. Seems contradictory right? The thing is, as a woman you WILL get hit on no matter what and there WILL be at least 25 people in the same room at any given time that look worse than you, even after getting caught in the rain. Double BONUS!!!
10) You can be a star, just find a karaoke bar that pumps it's AV system onto the strip.
11) My mom is a Cougar. A man her age told her that though, so it was a bit confusing. Maybe he wanted to set her up with his son??
12) Nobody laughs as much as my mom, her sister, me and my sister. Seriously, we got dirty looks for how much we were laughing.
13) Officers are gentlemen, especially if they are in the British Air Force and Army.
14) There are plenty of beautiful women that are 100% natural.
15) White guys CAN dance.
16) Play some Michael Jackson and even the old ladies in the back will clap.
17) Wedding rings are often just for show, they don't really seem to stop anyone from doing anything.
18) High roller rooms and high stakes poker are mostly inhabited by business men from the far east. Not just in movies.
19) The dollar is worth shit.
20) You can literally bet on anything, down to the designer a star is wearing at the Oscars. Way to go Hurt Locker!
21) Sleep is extremely underrated. You shouldn't do a lot of it while you are in Vegas, but if you don't give yourself proper time to recuperate from the trip you will maintain a certain level of deadness in your brain.
22) Everyone is friendly, even if you can't believe a word that comes out of there mouth.
23) James at Mandalay Bay, I love you.
24) If I could dance my way through life I would be happy.
25) Buffet, buffet, buffet. When you walk over 40 miles in three days, you can eat whatever the hell you want.
26) Pregnant women should not have to serve drinks on casino floors. There is smoke and those outfits aren't made to fit someone with a bun in the oven, plus I felt bad for her, which made me not want to order a drink from her. I wanted her to ask her boss if she could go home early.
27) If you hold hands with your sister while walking the strip, most people will think you are lesbians.
28) Mohawks, not fauxhawks, but Mohawks are still really really in.
29) Life is all about fun. Not even a recession will keep people away.
30) I am sure women pay for sex too, I just didn't see it. We didn't go to Thunder from Down Under show because my mom and my sister said it sucked. :)
31) I am already excited to go back in June for Keely's wedding...even though I have to say I will have a completely different approach for round 2.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Swagger...version BETA.
I have to say the man who invented swagger, like the way Soulja Boy talks about it today is none other than the King of Pop, Michael Jackson.
Case and point is in the following video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBHjxjGlkMo
Now I don't know about you, but the way he moves not only in his signature pops, locks, and spins... but the way he follows that woman around. He's like a predator. He's got SWAGGER to spare. Look at his face when he is singing to the girl when she is in the alley. That face is all attitude, all confidence. It makes me smile. I guess I should mention that Moon Walker was my favorite movie when I was 7 years old, but that isn't really a factor in my decision.
Urban Dictionary defines swagger as follows: a person's style- they way they walk, talk, dress. He even sings about it in his own song for Pete's sake. Therefore, I think Michael Jackson from this day forward, postmortem should also be called. The King of Swagger.
Case and point is in the following video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBHjxjGlkMo
Now I don't know about you, but the way he moves not only in his signature pops, locks, and spins... but the way he follows that woman around. He's like a predator. He's got SWAGGER to spare. Look at his face when he is singing to the girl when she is in the alley. That face is all attitude, all confidence. It makes me smile. I guess I should mention that Moon Walker was my favorite movie when I was 7 years old, but that isn't really a factor in my decision.
Urban Dictionary defines swagger as follows: a person's style- they way they walk, talk, dress. He even sings about it in his own song for Pete's sake. Therefore, I think Michael Jackson from this day forward, postmortem should also be called. The King of Swagger.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Is it a habit???
I am perplexed by people who talk with their hands when they are on the phone. It is a phenomenon that I just don't understand. I am sure I probably talk with my hands, but not excessively. I am not one of those people who feels I'm not truly expressing myself unless I have hand signals to go with my words. I have met people who completely disagree with me, and I do agree that a well placed hand motion at the right moment can make all the difference, but not when you are on the phone.
Whoever you're talking to can't see you shrug your shoulders, or wave your hands in the air (which came dangerously close to clocking me in the face, by the way). You aren't making your point stronger or gaining sympathy with your pointing and your clapping. You look foolish and whatever your motivation for using your hands is lost on the person on the other end of the line. They are blind to your wild gesticulations and over the top body language. Hint: they call it body language because the person has to actually be able see it. So make your faces if that helps you sound more serious, more confused or more elated. But doing the wave to emphasize your excitement makes me think you either don't understand the fundamental technology behind a telephone, or you've got some crazy Tourettes-like body tic.
Whoever you're talking to can't see you shrug your shoulders, or wave your hands in the air (which came dangerously close to clocking me in the face, by the way). You aren't making your point stronger or gaining sympathy with your pointing and your clapping. You look foolish and whatever your motivation for using your hands is lost on the person on the other end of the line. They are blind to your wild gesticulations and over the top body language. Hint: they call it body language because the person has to actually be able see it. So make your faces if that helps you sound more serious, more confused or more elated. But doing the wave to emphasize your excitement makes me think you either don't understand the fundamental technology behind a telephone, or you've got some crazy Tourettes-like body tic.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
A faux academic argument...
I recently read an article in Women's Health titled "Is The Alpha Male In Danger Of Extinction?” While I was reading it I found myself physically shaking my head in agreement. I felt like I was reading a transcript of past conversations I have had in my head (don't act like you've never done it). While my mind digested paragraph after paragraph, my mouth filled with an acrid metallic taste. I believe it was the physical translation of feeling bitter. I guess there literally is such a thing as a bitter aftertaste. Who knew?
I could tell the author had talked to professionals, possibly only the kind to reinforce his own point of view, on the topic of the male gender role in today's society. But, I also felt like he had a chip inside my brain and someone, somewhere was dictating what I've thought or heard in my post-pubescent cerebral cortex. It was like reading a dictation of female opinions that I have agreed with, supported, challenged and cried through. When I finished reading it I made a mental note. 'Tomorrow look up that Atlantic article that had upset my friends and I a few years back.' I was too exhausted to do this kind of mental exercise at 12:30 a.m., but here I am weeks later and I'm still thinking about it. So I looked it up.
"Marry Him!" ran in The Atlantic Monthly magazine in 2008 and a much savvier, sophisticated friend of mine posted it on her Facebook page. What followed her post can only be described as Internet assault. My inbox exploded with responses from her page, and my head exploded with a knee-to-the-groin reaction that would make Gloria Steinem proud. That day it was apparent, feminism is alive and well. After reading it again for the purpose of this blog, I realized my memory brought it back not only because of the similar subject matter, but I remember after reading the Atlantic article I had that same bitter aftertaste but for a different reason.
When taken into consideration the author of the articles, the publication and the audiences of both, there are obvious differences to consider. A 40-year-old single mother, making a case for ‘settling’ for a man, wrote one. The other written by a man, who I believe is in his 30's, wrote about the current state of male gender roles in today's society. With that I give you a little taste of both.
"Marry Him!" is full of statements that would make any single girl ponder her current relationship status or lack there of. For example:
"Despite growing up in an era when the centuries-old mantra to get married young was finally (and, it seemed, refreshingly) replaced by encouragement to postpone that milestone (marriage) in pursuit of high ideals (education! career! but also true love!), every woman I know - no matter how successful and ambitions, how financially and emotionally secure - feels panic, occasionally coupled with desperation, if she hits 30 and finds herself unmarried."
True. True. True. As my friends and I get closer to 30, there is this unspoken countdown to judgment day. Everyone is holding their breath, not everyday all day, but moments of anxiety bind us together.
"I used to listen each week to the litany of unrelenting complaints about people's husbands and feel pretty good about my decision to hold out for the right guy, only to realize that these women wouldn't trade places with me for a second, no matter how dull their marriages might be or how desperately they might long for a different husband. They, like me, would rather feel alone in a marriage than actually be alone..."
Because, there is nothing worse than being alone. Right?
"That authors often resort to flattery, telling the reader to remember how fabulous, attractive, charming, and intelligent she is, in hopes that she'll project a more confident vibe on dates. In my case though, the flattery backfired. I read these books thinking. Wait, if I'm such a great catch, why should I settle for anyone less than my equal? If I'm so fabulous, don't I deserve true romantic connection?"
I believe my mother, my sister, my girlfriends, hell even my guy friends have said this to me. Not to mention the voice in my head that the author describes. I'm awesome...and single.
This article basically reads as a mother figure reading a fable to the women of the generations that have come after her. With wisdom in her voice, and sadness in her eyes it's as if she has changed the message from the motherly "because I said so" to the cautious "don't say I didn't warn you".
"Is the Alpha Male in Danger of Extinction?" is full of information that also makes any single girl ponder about her relationship status or again, the lack there of.
"Right now, a woman's chances of finding a man who is as educated and financially secure as she is are small and, according to recent studies, dwindling. Women earn a greater share of high school diplomas as well as associate's, bachelor's, master's and doctoral degrees. Significantly fewer men enroll in college than women, and an even smaller percentage graduate."
C'mon Spice Girls, sing it with me....Just girl power is all we need
"Those statistics suggest that men are both lazy and quitters, bringing to mind recent pop-culture depictions of dudes enjoying a prolonged adolescence of beer and PlayStation 3 marathons -- think Knocked Up and numerous other Judd Apatow and Seth Rogan films -- and freeloading off Mom and Dad (even before this recession, twice as many men as women ages 24 - 34 were living with their parents)."
"Indeed, should the trend toward the female-centric society continue -- and all indicators point in that direction -- many more women, as an unintended consequence of their success, may need to recalibrate their expectations of their long-term partners."
So, if we change our expectations, then everything will be alright? Doubt it.
This article reads as a guy who is treading lightly on a subject that no woman or man for that matter wants to talk about. No guy wants to hear he is being emasculated without his consent. Not girl wants to hear that self-investment will lead to singledom. However, he presents these as facts, and supports them as such. Not a whole lot to argue with there.
I have read both of these articles, what is written above are snapshots of the material. I strongly suggest everyone read both, if for no other reason than we should all read more. The purpose of this post for me is only to get these thoughts out so they can stop bouncing around in my brain. I am not a proponent of settling, but after reading "Marry Him" there are certain things, despite my best efforts, that I agreed with. I currently have two bachelors, a vocational master's, a career and no male prospects. I am one of the women that "Is the Alpha Male in Danger of Extinction?" is talking about. So, I find myself between a rock and a hard place.
"The dream, like that of our mothers and their mothers from time immemorial, was to fall in love, get married, and live happily ever after."
That dream is alive and well in me. I am a hopeless romantic. Thanks a lot Disney.
"The two sexes going in opposite directions has led to an epidemic of professional women missing out on husbands and kids."
Like the Jefferson's, I am moving on up, and because I am, there is a greater chance of never getting a ring on it, however, not for the reason that either of these authors mention. I believe it's a melding of the two. It's what I deduced for myself after reading them both. If I want to get married and have a family I will probably have to settle, because God knows I am not going to start dumbing it down. I am however willing to recalibrate my expectations like suggested, and realize that being alone is worse than being with Mr. Not-So-Right (domestic violence not included). However, I can't settle for what seems to be out there right now. I can only speak from my own experience, but I feel like the word settling wouldn't even do it justice if I were to marry one of the early to mid 3o's men who might be living with their parents, or completely void of ambition, or lack any follow through, or assume that at 26 I am already desperate enough to let them speak to me, or treat me in a way that would make their mother's blush (hopefully). I am comfortable with being successful and if that means I am the breadwinner in a relationship, that's cool. Finding a guy who's cool with that is another story. Basically what I am trying to say is, that like Gigi (He's Just Not That Into You) I haven't given up hope. I know there are plenty of men out there that don't fit the description mentioned above, but with the gender role shift, and the biology of being a woman I am finding dating hard enough. Who knows if I will even get to the point where I can entertain the idea of settling.
I could tell the author had talked to professionals, possibly only the kind to reinforce his own point of view, on the topic of the male gender role in today's society. But, I also felt like he had a chip inside my brain and someone, somewhere was dictating what I've thought or heard in my post-pubescent cerebral cortex. It was like reading a dictation of female opinions that I have agreed with, supported, challenged and cried through. When I finished reading it I made a mental note. 'Tomorrow look up that Atlantic article that had upset my friends and I a few years back.' I was too exhausted to do this kind of mental exercise at 12:30 a.m., but here I am weeks later and I'm still thinking about it. So I looked it up.
"Marry Him!" ran in The Atlantic Monthly magazine in 2008 and a much savvier, sophisticated friend of mine posted it on her Facebook page. What followed her post can only be described as Internet assault. My inbox exploded with responses from her page, and my head exploded with a knee-to-the-groin reaction that would make Gloria Steinem proud. That day it was apparent, feminism is alive and well. After reading it again for the purpose of this blog, I realized my memory brought it back not only because of the similar subject matter, but I remember after reading the Atlantic article I had that same bitter aftertaste but for a different reason.
When taken into consideration the author of the articles, the publication and the audiences of both, there are obvious differences to consider. A 40-year-old single mother, making a case for ‘settling’ for a man, wrote one. The other written by a man, who I believe is in his 30's, wrote about the current state of male gender roles in today's society. With that I give you a little taste of both.
"Marry Him!" is full of statements that would make any single girl ponder her current relationship status or lack there of. For example:
"Despite growing up in an era when the centuries-old mantra to get married young was finally (and, it seemed, refreshingly) replaced by encouragement to postpone that milestone (marriage) in pursuit of high ideals (education! career! but also true love!), every woman I know - no matter how successful and ambitions, how financially and emotionally secure - feels panic, occasionally coupled with desperation, if she hits 30 and finds herself unmarried."
True. True. True. As my friends and I get closer to 30, there is this unspoken countdown to judgment day. Everyone is holding their breath, not everyday all day, but moments of anxiety bind us together.
"I used to listen each week to the litany of unrelenting complaints about people's husbands and feel pretty good about my decision to hold out for the right guy, only to realize that these women wouldn't trade places with me for a second, no matter how dull their marriages might be or how desperately they might long for a different husband. They, like me, would rather feel alone in a marriage than actually be alone..."
Because, there is nothing worse than being alone. Right?
"That authors often resort to flattery, telling the reader to remember how fabulous, attractive, charming, and intelligent she is, in hopes that she'll project a more confident vibe on dates. In my case though, the flattery backfired. I read these books thinking. Wait, if I'm such a great catch, why should I settle for anyone less than my equal? If I'm so fabulous, don't I deserve true romantic connection?"
I believe my mother, my sister, my girlfriends, hell even my guy friends have said this to me. Not to mention the voice in my head that the author describes. I'm awesome...and single.
This article basically reads as a mother figure reading a fable to the women of the generations that have come after her. With wisdom in her voice, and sadness in her eyes it's as if she has changed the message from the motherly "because I said so" to the cautious "don't say I didn't warn you".
"Is the Alpha Male in Danger of Extinction?" is full of information that also makes any single girl ponder about her relationship status or again, the lack there of.
"Right now, a woman's chances of finding a man who is as educated and financially secure as she is are small and, according to recent studies, dwindling. Women earn a greater share of high school diplomas as well as associate's, bachelor's, master's and doctoral degrees. Significantly fewer men enroll in college than women, and an even smaller percentage graduate."
C'mon Spice Girls, sing it with me....Just girl power is all we need
"Those statistics suggest that men are both lazy and quitters, bringing to mind recent pop-culture depictions of dudes enjoying a prolonged adolescence of beer and PlayStation 3 marathons -- think Knocked Up and numerous other Judd Apatow and Seth Rogan films -- and freeloading off Mom and Dad (even before this recession, twice as many men as women ages 24 - 34 were living with their parents)."
"Indeed, should the trend toward the female-centric society continue -- and all indicators point in that direction -- many more women, as an unintended consequence of their success, may need to recalibrate their expectations of their long-term partners."
So, if we change our expectations, then everything will be alright? Doubt it.
This article reads as a guy who is treading lightly on a subject that no woman or man for that matter wants to talk about. No guy wants to hear he is being emasculated without his consent. Not girl wants to hear that self-investment will lead to singledom. However, he presents these as facts, and supports them as such. Not a whole lot to argue with there.
I have read both of these articles, what is written above are snapshots of the material. I strongly suggest everyone read both, if for no other reason than we should all read more. The purpose of this post for me is only to get these thoughts out so they can stop bouncing around in my brain. I am not a proponent of settling, but after reading "Marry Him" there are certain things, despite my best efforts, that I agreed with. I currently have two bachelors, a vocational master's, a career and no male prospects. I am one of the women that "Is the Alpha Male in Danger of Extinction?" is talking about. So, I find myself between a rock and a hard place.
"The dream, like that of our mothers and their mothers from time immemorial, was to fall in love, get married, and live happily ever after."
That dream is alive and well in me. I am a hopeless romantic. Thanks a lot Disney.
"The two sexes going in opposite directions has led to an epidemic of professional women missing out on husbands and kids."
Like the Jefferson's, I am moving on up, and because I am, there is a greater chance of never getting a ring on it, however, not for the reason that either of these authors mention. I believe it's a melding of the two. It's what I deduced for myself after reading them both. If I want to get married and have a family I will probably have to settle, because God knows I am not going to start dumbing it down. I am however willing to recalibrate my expectations like suggested, and realize that being alone is worse than being with Mr. Not-So-Right (domestic violence not included). However, I can't settle for what seems to be out there right now. I can only speak from my own experience, but I feel like the word settling wouldn't even do it justice if I were to marry one of the early to mid 3o's men who might be living with their parents, or completely void of ambition, or lack any follow through, or assume that at 26 I am already desperate enough to let them speak to me, or treat me in a way that would make their mother's blush (hopefully). I am comfortable with being successful and if that means I am the breadwinner in a relationship, that's cool. Finding a guy who's cool with that is another story. Basically what I am trying to say is, that like Gigi (He's Just Not That Into You) I haven't given up hope. I know there are plenty of men out there that don't fit the description mentioned above, but with the gender role shift, and the biology of being a woman I am finding dating hard enough. Who knows if I will even get to the point where I can entertain the idea of settling.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Morning Breakfast.
The agency I work for, when vying for the Humane Society account, decided it would go big or go home during the pitch. The results were dogs in our office. Four people in the agency, now three since one moved away, adopted dogs from the Humane Society, and the proceeded to bring them to work everyday. Teams were created to help with walking them, cleaning up after them and dog sitting if the owner was going to be out of town for a weekend. I think it is great and honestly, I love seeing them at work. It reminds me that I work in an advertising agency, not some big corporate hum-drum that would never allow such a thing.
However, I have to say when I am walking down to the cafeteria to get my breakfast and pass two pups on the floor below, the last thing I want to see is one of them taking a dump and the other one eating it. I mean I am sure they are just as hungry as I am at 9 a.m. and they just want some grub...but that is enough to make this girl...almost...lose her appetite.
However, I have to say when I am walking down to the cafeteria to get my breakfast and pass two pups on the floor below, the last thing I want to see is one of them taking a dump and the other one eating it. I mean I am sure they are just as hungry as I am at 9 a.m. and they just want some grub...but that is enough to make this girl...almost...lose her appetite.
Big Waxing Sale.
I was on my way to meet some friends for dinner and a movie the other night, so I was taking a different route than my usual. I walked to the bus stop on Clark, and stood waiting for the next bus to arrive. Since it was a new environment for me, I took in the cross streets and the businesses around me. One window in particular caught my eye. It was a nail salon that also provided waxing services. The only reason I know this is because one of the windows had a large sign hanging. There were three words on it.
'Big Waxing Sale'.
Now, I don't know about you, but as a female, WTF was the first thing that went through my head. As a former salon employee the second thing that went through my head was, did you order too much wax and now are trying to use it before it goes bad. Or has it already gone bad and you know that the results of waxing with are going to be so catastrophic that you want to get as much money in the door as you can before the man comes to close you down??? Or maybe someone was afraid the wax was going to take over the store like the blob.
Maybe it was advertising snobbery that turned me off, or perhaps it's the fact that those three words should never go together in the same sentence, if you can even call it that. Either way, it made me curious, but not enough to ever step into an establishment that would put that sign in the window.
'Big Waxing Sale'.
Now, I don't know about you, but as a female, WTF was the first thing that went through my head. As a former salon employee the second thing that went through my head was, did you order too much wax and now are trying to use it before it goes bad. Or has it already gone bad and you know that the results of waxing with are going to be so catastrophic that you want to get as much money in the door as you can before the man comes to close you down??? Or maybe someone was afraid the wax was going to take over the store like the blob.
Maybe it was advertising snobbery that turned me off, or perhaps it's the fact that those three words should never go together in the same sentence, if you can even call it that. Either way, it made me curious, but not enough to ever step into an establishment that would put that sign in the window.
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