Last weekend I was plonked in front of the telly, and a Clearasil commercial came on. Some teenage girl was moaning about pimples and extolling the virtues of Clearasil, and how wonderful it was for clearing them up. The problem? She didn’t have any. Not that I could see. Granted my eyesight may not be the best, and the TV wasn’t very big, but despite her saying she had a pimple, I couldn’t see one.
I get pimples. I don’t want to overemphasise my own pimpliness, but right now I have one that’s so big I think it might be growing its own facial hair. I’m not sure why I have been hijacked on this flight to Pimple City. And I don’t particularly want to be in a Clearasil commercial. I just think they could at least find someone who actually has pimples to do the ads. Or use makeup: stunt pimples, if you like.
For me, at least, it would lend some credibility to it.