I'm trying to reflect on the psychological tactics that have targeted the creators of the spot Intimissimi in structuring the famous stacchetto advertising. Well, I can not think of anything sensible.
From 2009 to now, the publicity starring the charming supermodel Irina Shaykhlislamova (and I swear this time I typed on the keyboard at random) has created a stir awe and ecstasy in men and a good dose of envy in the women; ruining millions of happy couples.
I speak from hearsay, because I happen to all this beauty I could not see it although I strictly enforced. And plus I do not understand what there is to agitate for a collection of intimate BASIC shit, anonymous, that my carpenter with the 30,000 lire does best.
For me it is a hoax, to put it Santanchè. I can not believe that really like it so much, as I can not believe that there are people drinking Chinotto or wearing T-shirts designed with the wolves (who are threatening to become a head of High Fashion, not only among the shamans).
But it is not all that drool in front I'm worried about the screen, as the ad itself.
Do they think we women, to see the model with the push up, we ran a great career in store convinced that buying a padded bra SECSI suddenly we become?
Or perhaps, that a disproportionate number of middle men dazed in front of the TV to convince you've bought expensive lingerie thinking about getting included in the price, a chick who engages in a rain dance and movement have not been finalized?
Help me to understand that marketing strategies and rites I do not mean.
I would have put him there.
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