And the cookie crumbles...
During the day I like to have the tv on mostly for background noise, often for the news or to see a series or program. The news does get a bit much after a while and to switch my brain from disaster gear into a more bland neutral one, I like to now and again go to the home shopping networks. Cunningly they are bunched one after the other on the cable network.
It was a sheer relief to hear really normal soothing words to do with feeling good. Feeling good about oneself, a point these presenters have mastered to perfection. This morning I almost ordered that perfectly fitting pair of designer jeans marked down to a snippet, designer coat and the most funny of all, designer cleaning rags. Yes, unbelievable how close one gets to having to have whatever they are peddling.
A lot of it makes sense, after a while seems cheap and only the logistics of ordering it kept me on the straight and narrow. Yikes, how good are these sales people? And how many products do they sell via this medium? I do know of several local ladies that have fallen hook line and sinker for their lure and have cupboards full of stuff ( some never worn or used ) to prove it.
As torrid as the times are at the moment, as calming and soothing these sales programs are. They take us out of our current reality and transport us into a realm of perfection geared for us and of course thousands of others. Look, it can be more fun to shop visually for an hour at a time compared to the dry and dusted Amazon and co platforms. Of course, the best platform of all is the high street and their perfect little shops and boutiques...
Biggi
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