If you buy Gucci you can smell like a 7th grade boy...

Lately, I have been running into old classmates a lot. Mostly on Facebook, but also in other ways. Today, I flew from San Francisco to Atlanta to Buenos Aires, and was not expecting to run into anyone. We took an hour bus ride across BA from one airport to the other. We walked into the dinky somewhat shabby looking local airport and who is the first person I see? Teddy Franco on a giant Gucci ad plastered all over the airport. It was like the whole airport was his face. Now, Teddy and I were not exactly best pals, but we sat next to each other in 7th grade History class in Jr. High. Now he's all rich and famous and crap and probably has no idea who I am, but the ad is still funny. "If you buy Gucci, you can smell like this hansome man on the poster." My only frame of reference for how Teddy Franco smells is from Jr. High, so to me the ad read, "If you buy Gucci, you can smell like a 7th grade boy." I'm sure he smells better now, and frankly I shouldn't talk because after flying for 48 hours with no shower, I probably smell worse than a 7th grade boy. It makes me think though, would I rather be rich and famous and have my face plastered all over an airport in Buenos Aires, or go to Antarctica and see penguins? No offense Teddy, penguins win.
--Sarah signing out from Ushuaia, Argentina
- posted by Sarah @ 12:36 PM