Visual Ads: High fashion

So, for class, we were supposed to find a visual advertisment with an argument. But, honestly, I had difficulties in finding those ads. I mean, every ad is argumentable unless it is advertising something that is set fact. Ads such as those for cars are extremely controversial. Yet, every ad is argumentative because it's one view of one person or company and not all share the same ideas or beliefs. This ad here to the right is a clothing ad for the company Express Clothing. They are trying to show that Express Clothing can be chic and like designer brands. Express Clothing, yet, is known for its good prices and variety of half priced designer like clothing. They are trying to argue that Express is high fashion by using sleek, clean photography and quotes from recognizable names in the fashion industry. Its eye catching with the big letters and with the woman at the bottom, drapped along a wood desk and intricate leaf work behind her. The way its set up portrays high fashion, expensive, chic, and modern. Yet, others might not view this the same way as the company and photographer does. They could see this as a shabby way to get consumers to buy their products. To lure in girls with the thought of, "If you buy that dress, you can look high fashion just like her." Overall, I think this is an effect ad in portraying its argument, its high fashion and classy, with just a bit of edge to it.

Epic: Green Wing

My roommate, Kait, and I are addicted to this show. We have gone through every episode, a dozen times. We do have our moments, where we'll watch something else, like in my previous blog about the x-files. Yet, we constantly are quoting this show and talking in a british accent. Its wonderful, so great. And the show is absolutely hilarious. It's basically a british version of Scrubs, but better. Its set in a working hospital, actually, which I think is magnificent.

Sue White is the staff liason and is Scottish. Her accent is brilliant. "You're allllllll a bunch of fatties! You can't have that, you're far to fat!" She is very coarse but funny. In the picture, she's the one in the middle, in the back, wearing a pink ballerina outfit. She is obsessed with Dr. Macartney, the man with the red hair.

Dr. Macartney is dreamy aha. He's witty and cunning and his jokes are hilarious. Him and Guy Secretan are always getting into fights with each other and making fun of each other, yet they play well.

Guy Secretan is the man in the kilt. And is a total snob and is egotistical and machoistic. With his furry hair and his big teeth, I personally don't like him, but his character is hilarious.

Everything is hilarious about this show, but the man that takes the cake is Dr. Alan Statham, Consultant Radiologist. I can't really express how funny he is. He just.....IS funny.

Please watch this show. Search Green Wing. They only made two seasons, but I hope they come to their senses and make more.

Language: Personalized

This blogger.com thing is getting on my nerves, seeing how I already wrote this and then it logged me out all of a sudden. But anyway...

Language...I don't really have certain words that I use all the time. I say "wicked" and "dude" and "fail" a lot. When I look back on my language, it looks a lot like a guys, which is quite odd. But then again, I did grow up in a male dominated society soooo, that would seem so. I think my mannerisms are more prominent than my words. But, thats not the point of this blog. Wordss. I say I don't know a lot too. My thoughts seem to get in the way of me talking and I draw blanks a lot. But, honestly, I don't think I have a lot of words that I say all the time.

Weather: Baffling

I'm from the North. I was born there, I was raised there for 18 years of my life. I know how the weather is supposed to be in October...cool/cold. The leaves are supposed to be changing colors, or just in the ending phases of their lives. Reds, oranges, yellows, browns; leaves littering the ground. Morning dew has turned into morning frosts, your breath comes out in swirling smoke. I don't like this 80 degree weather. The humidity and the sunshine, radiating heat down on your skin. I don't like that. I'm not used to it; to be honest I'll probably never get used to it. There are no Maple trees to signal the transition into fall. All we have are pine trees, or palm trees or oaks that don't change color. I know we live by the beach, but somebody plant a damn Maple tree infront of my apartment. Cause it sure ain't feeling like fall. Its October 24. The TWENTY FOURTH OF OCTOBER. November is just a week away. At home? We're preparing for the snow, for the winter season, the season of Nor'easters. People are out putting snowtires on their car, getting gas for their snowblower, buying sand and salt for the sidewalks, chopping wood for their fireplaces/woodstoves. As much as I don't like the snow...I do miss it. Terribly in the winter. Cause it reminds me of home. And I don't mean the crappy little dusting of snow we got last year where classes got canceled. I'm talking about the few feet of snow that you get and you still have to trudge to the bus stop. Where school gets canceled for it being TOO cold. Oh, I do miss the good ol'days where we could make tunnels in the snow. I'm sure 90% of this campus population of students hasn't been in place or seen snow more than a foot or two feet for that matter. And at that thought, I smile. Cause they don't know what they're missing. The delight of the first snow man, the first snow angel, the first chance to sled. It truely is a young child's dream come true. I'm pretty sure we don't dream about going to the beach in the winter....

Religion: Non-existant?

To start off, I'd just like to say that I'm not a very religious person. My father is a Catholic and my mother is an Episcopalian. I was baptized Episcopal and I went to that church. Our family sort of pushed the Catholic part away and buried it. We weren't really big on the church going, though. When we first started to go, mom and dad seemed to want to go every Sunday, to praise the lord. But then, months later, we'd only go when me or Kris or both of us had to work the service or they had to count the money. Then we just stopped going overall and didn't really seem to think too much about it.

I don't believe I have a set religion. I know, down here in the south, going to church and being religious and following the bible is big. But, being from the north, we just didn't go to church. It wasn't our top priority. And its not my top priority right now. I know my roommate is very religious and likes to go to church every Sunday. It's just not me. I don't even think I'm that spiritual either. I don't know, I don't really believe in God.

I do have faith though. I don't have religious faith, but I have faith in others and myself, that kind of stuff. I don't believe in God but I do believe in a higher power. I believe that there is someone watching out for us, but I don't believe its God.

Addiction: X-Files

Ooooh Scully and Molder. You know, anyone who has seen the X-Files knows about these two. Scully, with her bright fire orange hair, cute in her 90's suit. Molder, with his notions of a bunch of nosense about aliens and government conspiracies. So, its been me and my two roommates, Morgan and Kaitlin. I think we've permanently imprinted our butt cheeks in the futon and the couch. Its so very unhealthy, but its oh so addicting. We've been watching season three, season four, season five and are now just starting season six. I have the theme song permanently imprinted in my head. I probably have nightmares about some of their cases. I have no idea, but all I know is that we love the X-Files and we aren't going to stop until we're gone through all the seasons. I think they're about nine seasons. Oooo JOY.

Sickness: Mono

Being on campus, we're all currently aware of the fact that swine flu, H1N1, has been terrorizing through the dorms and such. Living in the apartments, you think you'd be safe, from the swine flu or even just the common cold thats been floating around. Oh, you thought wrong. My current roommate has managed to stay sick the entire time she has been here, all four and a half weeks. It seems like Mucinex, Dysum, Nyquil, Advil & Tylenol, Suddafed and whatever else she has got in her basket of goodies, just doesn't want to work. So, as an innocent bystander to the war on her immune system, it seems like I get stuck with mono; which she has already had and is now stuck with for the rest of her life. What is it with mono anyway? Dictionary.com kindly references it as a "kissing disease". Who in their right mind would name a disease/infection a kissing one. So alas, the fever, general exhaustion and failure to breathe correctly have set in and here I lay, in bed, a couple feet off the ground, with the biggest thirst and no water nearby. My bed is my desert and the kitchen is the oasis; so far away, so unattainable in my current state. How am I ever gonna make it to the bathroom.....damn flu season. I hate you.