Category Archives: ads of yore

Settle the fuck down, Irv.

The origin of 3M’s Post-it Notes is the stuff of legend, and if you went to business school, you probably had to read the case study even though anything like it probably won’t ever happen again.

Now imagine being the ad agency creative team tasked with not only getting the public wanting the product, but also having to explain what it was and how it worked because nothing quite like it had ever existed before. Or don’t imagine it, because here’s one of the early ads.

1981 magazine ad for 3M’s Post-it Notes (Post-Its) with an excellent example of strategic and select use of color.

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Back when Harley riders wore Lacoste polo shirts.

I gotta say, “The Great American Freedom Machine” is a great tagline.
Harley-Davidson should bring it back.

Harley-Davidson ad from a 1974 magazine.

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It’s 2017, but I would totally wear these glorious shoes from 1974.

Not even gonna rip on this ad, because those are awesome shoes. Somebody please make these shoes again!

A most groovy Pedwin ad from a 1974 magazine.

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My constipation worries are over!

From an ad in a 1959 Cosmopolitan magazine. Horseback riding has many benefits.

♬ Standin’ on your mama’s porch,
You told me that you’d wait forever.
Oh, and when you held my hand,
My constipation worries are over!
Those were the best days of my life.
Oh, yeah.
Back in the summer of ’59, oh.

— If Bryan Adams has written about a decade earlier

“It’s like trying to swallow a mouthful of thumbtacks.”*

Black Velvet Blended Canadian Whisky ad from a 1974 magazine.

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Go, Spud, go!

Partial ad from a vintage mag that got me to thinking I should start collecting some of these things.

Say hello to Spud, America’s first menthol cigarette brand.

And no, this name was not focus group tested.

Read its lovely history here.

Is this where the phrase “shit the bed” comes from?

She seems nice.

Another fine gem of a scam from an old romance comic book.

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Thanks to an all-too-familiar sensation, Hank realized he sat in fresh cow flop.

1974 Marlboro Magazine Ad

You’d think the smell would’ve given it away, but he’s a smoker so, well, you know.

Why? Because the neighborhood’s gone to hell since Santa showed up, that’s why.

Jews for Jesus 1984 magazine ad

This headline would have benefitted from a comma.

Keep the Y’shua in Y’shuamas, y’all, or the giant hand of God will grab and smite thee. Continue reading

Polite or Desperate?

Carlton cigarettes magazine ad from 1984

Or rather, polite desperation or desperate politeness?