One of the best parts about the month of December is
the television commercials. In the past some of them have made me cry—like the Folger’s commercial when the son comes
home from college early or when the Clydesdales are pulling the sleigh to the Budweiser jingle.
This year in particular the Target advertisements really tickled me—especially the early ones
where the frenzied woman was preparing to shop as if she was entering a decathlon.
It was an insanity that felt eerily normal.
But the marketing campaign that we (my husband and I
) fell victim to was Lexus’ December to Remember.
I just could not get the song out of my head. Nana Nana na na na na…….
I bought into the fantasy as the cell phone with the
Lexus song played or the Mom opened the music box. The snow was falling and
there was a luxury vehicle with a big red bow in the driveway.
And it was time to condense the Ciccone driveway
population. The lot needed some editing. So on Sunday we played let’s make a deal, spun 2 cars into one,
and today Santa will be delivering my husband a new car. Just like that. My
husband told the salesman that he spends more time in DSW searching for shoes.
So I have already downloaded the music. I have secured a big red bow. It’s going to be a
December to remember—just like on TV.
I love Madison Avenue.
I love Madison Avenue.
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