Brands from a childhood in Chennai

Adman Santosh Desai has this interesting little piece in Outlook about his the malted drinks of his childhood days – Horlicks and Bournvita. He says, rightly, that drinking Horlicks was an awful experience, especially given that the brand was sold aggressively in milk-scarce states as a substitute for milk, just Horlicks mixed with hot water.… Continue reading Brands from a childhood in Chennai

The loyal-ties that bind

I had two close encounters with loyalty programs in the last few days. The first was at my neighborhood beauty parlour (nowadays called salons). You know the kinds I mean, a ground floor flat in an old building… the glass door, the pink walls, old issues of Femina and either the place or the proprietor… Continue reading The loyal-ties that bind

Positioning

I came across this piece on how advertising agencies position themselves – most of it seemed rather obvious or desperate to me (but that is the cynical advertising-industry-watcher in me speaking) – for instance a brand’s best friend? hey, isn’t that supposed to be the customer? And hey, that is anyway why you are the… Continue reading Positioning

Headed to Youngistaan

Pepsi does it again. Proved that when you hit rock bottom, it is still possible to plumb newer depths. And there I was, thinking it couldn’t get worse than Oye Bubbly. Following that, John Abraham appeared with Shah Rukh Khan in a mercifully brief Chacha-Bhatija campaign and with winter came blessed relief from Cola advertising.… Continue reading Headed to Youngistaan

Why zapak mail?

I caught the ads for Zapak mail for the first time the other day at a theatre in Vashi. I also found posters in the loo – just above the pot – quick downloads, in bold type, with two block arrows pointing down. Made me pause – and smile – I remember not being very… Continue reading Why zapak mail?

Sex(y) and the sale

.. or it’s all in the looks. When I was in London, several of my friends mentioned Whole Foods – it was almost as if it was London’s latest tourist attraction. If you are anyway going near Kensington, drop in at the store, said one of my friends. So what’s the big deal about a… Continue reading Sex(y) and the sale