Daily Archives: February 6, 2009

y’ulle. you’re too kind.

been getting a lot of good mails lately. am glad my insight into who-mans resonates and shizz. sure means a lot to me to have the approval of people i will probably never meet because i am richer than them, and am backed by big-name brands.

some of y’ulle have questions, which i’ll try to answer here.

Q: Hey Alex. What year were you at AAA? I was in So-and-So’s year. They say you were a legend.

A: I wasn’t at AAA. I went to the blue and orange school of spellcasting and wizardy. That was back when advertising was still ‘magic’. Times have changed, but the dark arts have not. I don’t know your friend, but they are right about me being a legend.

Q: Hey Alex. You probably think you’re the only person who knows about ffffffffffound.com. Is this true?

A: Congratulations. You have fffffound me out. Being your average office-dwelling creative, I really did think I was the only person who knew about ffffound. But that doesn’t mean I can’t keep linking images to impress my mom.

Q: Hey Alex. Are you for real about not wanting to sign the petition against the Western Cape Liquor Bill?

A: No. I just wanna partay. I wanna do shots at Neighborhood and then have sex with AFDA. This is what I wish for my life. I am ambitious. I am special. I am unique. I am terribly funny and interesting. I have lived in Cape Town my whole life. I am from a small town, but now I am somebody. I am drunk. I am singing the song, thinking this is the life. I am pumping the new Franz Ferdinand. Come let’s get high. I am complex. Let’s have a drink and talk it out. I am wearing pants that squash my balls. I am no longer taking the pill because ‘it’s unnatural’. I am posing against a wall at Evol. We are all in this together.  This is a genuine experience. This is now – forever.

Q: Hey Alex. Sometimes I think you’re really clever. And sometimes I think you’re really stupid. So which one is it?

A: I’m really stupid. You shouldn’t take me seriously. I eat my own hair.

Q: Hey Alex. You’re really hot and really funny. Just wanted you to know that it’s rare to find a girl with both those qualities.

A: Thanks.

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A treat for y’ulle: my new hairstyle, courtesy of Dieter at Furr Hair, Wembley Square. Am super happy with it.

Thanks Dieter.

Thanks Dieter.

still searching for a Loeries gimmick. still.

ShouldI dress up like the Doritos “Snowglobe” Superbowl ad?

Should I wear an Obama mask? Or should my outfit rhyme with “Yes we can”?

Yes we can green eggs and ham.

Yes we can green eggs and ham.

Should I dress up as a Social Media Consultant?

Should I hijack the big screen and plug in a powerpoint about how the youth are skeptical about traditional advertising / don’t believe the official spokesperson only the unnamed source / hate getting branded SMSes?

Feel like that last idea’s been done before at one of the 90′s Loeries.

Should I ‘get so wasted and trip my tits off’ when I go onstage ie. party on bra?

Should I sniff really loudly when I accept the Loerie so ppl think I am on cocaine, and perpetuate a sterotype that really only applies to a minority of creatives, usually the ones in Dubai? sigh. so many options.

Should I get guns tattooed on my hips / shoulders / breasts? Be ‘that gun chick’?

Should I go on stage barefoot and do push-ups with my pinkie toe?

Should I propose to my boyfriend / art director on stage?

Should I cut my face with a knife?

Should I commit ‘recession suicide’?

Should I quit my job onstage and announce that I just want to be ‘an independent creative focusing on my own personal projects’?

Should I dedicate my award to independent creatives focusing on their personal projects because they are poor  unknowns who ‘deserve a break’?

Help me y’ulle. The tock is clicking.

Just searching for a Loeries experience that cuts through the clutter yulle.

Just searching for a Loeries experience that 'cuts through the clutter' y'ulle.