pelf-ism is contagious

According to ‘An Advertising Glossary’, an advertisement is defined as a paid public announcement appearing in the media.

In Malaysia, there is a code of ethics for the advertising agencies to follow, but I will not be highlighting it here because just in case my translations (from Bahasa Melayu to English) are inaccurate, my sister will be in trouble (since this blog belongs to her). Anyway, if you wish to know more about the codes, you may drop by at Pelfy’s Journey of Love.

OK, since you’re already here, I might as well show you a few advertisements I’ve created for my “Creative Strategy For Advertising” subject. My group mates and I were given ‘Celebrity Fitness’ as our topic and were supposed to do some research about the company and come out with a new set of advertisements. Below are my creations I welcome comments too

And, according to my tutor, he commented that my ads are OK, but he really couldn’t understand the advertisement on boxing gloves. What do you think? Wuakkkaaa

You see, when it comes to choosing a pair of shoes, I will usually crack my brain to decide whether to buy it or not. I will also ask myself whether it is a need, or it is a want. If it is a need, I will not waste my time thinking (if the price is around my budget), but if it is a want, I will think hard (sometimes till I encounter some migraine). What is more when the price exceeds the amount of cash I have in my wallet.

That brings you to the fact that I saw a pair of incredibly lovely shoes a few days ago. I tried it. I loved it. And I walked our of the shop, not buying it. Weird, right?

The reason was because that pair of shoes cost RM 45.90 and I am definitely too poor to bring it home. *sigh*

Anyway, as I was shopping a few days ago (after the incident), I could not stop thinking of that particular pair of shoes, so I went to the shop to get it. Wuakkaa (This proves that women are the primary target audience when it comes to shoessssssssssss)

I repeated the same process as above: I tried it and still falling for it. “So there goes my cash,” my heart cried.

OK. Like I had mentioned earlier, the lovely shoes cost RM 45.90. It was places into a box. Picture as below:

Look at the details!!

Whoa! Don’t get yourself wrong. I do not wear size 9. I wear size 5. That is already kinda loose. So, my point here is that, if that shoe size is already wrong, what about the price? Wuakkaa!

No! Don’t get me wrong again. I was not aware of the ‘wrong shoe box’ when the cashier asked me for RM 35.90. I thought they were having some promotion or something. So, I happily paid for the amount.

I later discovered that the wrong shoe box given to me had the wrong price tag as well. The normal price of my shoes is RM 45.90 and NOT RM 35.90.

So, tell me what will you do when you are in my position?

I am of course, very happy for having to pay RM10 less. Wuakkaa!

If you can remember “Home Alone”– the story of 8-year-old Kevin McAllister (Macaulay Culkin) who is accidentally left behind while his family rushes to go to France for their Christmas vacation, I am sad to say that I am now almost in the same position as him.

The difference here is that my Dad, Mum and Jie did NOT leave me accidentally. They did not rush to the airport either. They had a plan. They had a plan to leave me here!!

*sigh*

The fact that Dad and Mum are now in Shen Zhen, Jie in Chiangmai made me feel like punching Air Asia for coming up with such tagline: Now everyone can fly!

If everyone can fly, why am I still in Malaysia? *sad*

So, should I be like Kevin, spending the rest of the days having fun at home– setting traps to trick Mav and Harry (the Wet Bandits) who are trying to rob his house?

I thought so too.

In an unrelated matter, my sister had earlier punished me for accusing saying that her trip is a spinsters-only trip. Therefore, I was asked to post a blog a day.

When I questioned her about the souvenirs that she will be getting me from Chiangmai, she said, “For every post that has five (5) comments or more, you will get a souvenir in return.”

*argh*

So, for supporters of “pelf-ism is contagious”, please drop me a comment in all the post that I will be writing these few days. Thank you for your support and thank you for understanding my situation. For more information, please read “Rawl’s veil Of Ignorance.” Thank you once again.