Back in the smoky days of yore, before vape commercials became illegal (or something) in the US, I produced a few for a client’s social media. One ad in particular was a short-notice TikTok-y type to promote some new bubblegum flavor. The company—I say company, but really they were 4 ‘bro’ dudes who winged it as they went—wanted an attractive girl to look “moody” and “unfulfilled” until she “bounces” into a cut where her outfit changes into sexy pink, it’s all colorful, she smiles then blows a bubble. Spielberg was busy so they called me. Man, I had a love/hate relationship with vape videos for various… guessable reasons.
Anyway, I tried getting my gf, Kristy, to stand in, but she wasn’t feeling confident about it. And that’s ridiculous because she’s beautiful and fit as shit. Her hot red hair curtained at her shoulders, she flips my switch with her dancer legs alone just by walking around the house in her shorts. I mean, basically all my stories here are about her for a reason. She bashfully deflected by ultimately saying something like, “please, you think you could video tape me in a skimpy outfit and we won’t get distracted?” Fair point even though it was a hit to my professionalism.