Advert for hair colour on TV is promoted by a French bloke with 1980s glasses called Christope Robin.
Surely they are pulling our legs? Christoper Robin from Winnie-the-Pooh makes more sense. Did they not look at UK culture when using this bloke (if he exists?)
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Yeah without the stoopid glasses. Which idiot in 'marketing' decided a frog in silly glasses with the name of a beloved children's character was a good person to sell cheap hair colour?
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Sounds like a load of Pooh to me.
Would have to pay a search fee to find my hair !
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What drew your attention to it Espada? Were you thinking of having your roots done or otherwise getting yourself touched up a bit?
No shame in it of course, the childish sniggers of work colleagues, clients, friends, neighbours and family members would subside eventually I suppose. They would, in due course, come to accept it...
:-)
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I was watching Channel Whatever and saw the advert and thought - what a silly name and a very retro pair of glasses that would have Espadrille walking out if she saw me wearing them.
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"When he was 14, he began his training and discovered a real and fascinating profession : colorist. Even then, he knew that this was his calling."
That is just not right is it...
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Funny, I saw that advert last night and found it just as irritating. Maybe its not meant for me, but my wife also thought it was a joke.
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>> That is just not right is it...
No, for a start, it should be colourist...
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>> They would, in due course, come to accept it...
The voice of experience... Humph's colleagues and family having got tired of jeering at his wavy silver rug...
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Heh heh ! Have to say though, I've always been mildly fascinated by wig wearers. Sure my hair is entirely grey now but it still grows so I've not yet been faced with a decision on baldness concealment. I simply can't imagine wearing a wig or why, any man at least, would want to do so. I'm pretty sure that if I ever lost my hair I'd just get it cut very short and ignore it. Or start a hat collection perhaps.
I've always thought Terry Wogan must be wearing a wig. Might be wrong. Bruce Forsyth does doesn't he?
Any closet rugs here?
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I'm pretty sure Terry affects a syrup.
"Asked whether he [Wogan] wears a wig, the Irishman replied: "All I'll say is, if you do wear a wig are you going to tell anybody about it? What would be the point of me having one if I was going to tell you?"
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"Or start a hat collection perhaps."
I can help you with that.
"Any closet rugs here?"
Zero wears a syrup, no doubt about it. It's obvious from his posts.
I'm a keep it short and ignore it guy. Wasn't always though. I used to dye it blonde when I was at school. (It was the 80s).
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The men who I have met wearing a rug look just plain silly. Wrong colour for their skin/eyebrows, too much of it for their age and just looks out of place.
The worst people are those with alopecia. I have a friend with no hair at all anywhere. Only ever known him with a rug and he would look so much better without, but I simply can't tell him and presumably neither can his wife.
Mind you he is 58 and looks 40; his skin is in superb condition.
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About 1985 I think it was, I was attending a trade show at the NEC in Birmingham. Now anyone who has ever done that knows the car parks are a long way from the halls if the weather is bad. There is of course a shuttle bus but at peak times there can be quite a wait.
Anyway, having spent the day working there a colleague and I were walking back to our cars to avoid the queue. It was a foul evening in February, near gale force winds, freezing cold and whipping horizontal rain. Much to our delight, a customer of ours ( quite an important one in fact ), flashed his headlights and beckoned us to his car. He rolled the window down to call out to us to offer a lift to the cars. His big mistake was to stick his head out of the window into the teeth of the gale.
His wig ( which we had long suspected ) flew off and tumbled down the access road. Instinctively, I ran after it and was only able to stop it by treading on it, sadly into a puddle. I returned it to its owner only to find ny colleague ( actually he was my boss ) on his hands and knees in his best whistle, helpless with laughter. Well of course this set me off. I had the hairpiece in my hands and siuddenly it felt utterly ridiculous. I managed to hand it to the guy but we had to walk to the car park....
Cream crackered a good Chester Barrie that did...
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Nothing looks dafter than a geezer with a syrup, lovely luscious chestnut mare down to about ear level at which point ragged grey wisps take over, ludicrous.
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I noticed a few people wearing rugs in Spain.
The presidential palace built by Ngarta Tombalbaye in Ndjamena, Chad, had been shelled and trashed before I saw it. It had a spaceframe roof that had stayed in one piece but was cocked over one eye, looking like Frank Sinatra after a night out with da boys.
Inside the entire ground floor was carpeted in old French official files and human excrement.
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I've wondered how one starts with a wig (and not because I want to start). Do you just turn up at work one day with a full head of 'new' hair and hope no-one says anything? And what about relatives?
But what I really want to know, is what do you do with it when having sex? Take it off and put it on the bedside table? Hope it stays in place? Tell the woman not to run her fingers through your 'hair'?
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The problem with syrups is colour!!
Mrs B's uncle has worn one for years, certainly for the quarter century I've been in the family. Although luxuriant it's a grey that perfectly matches his beard etc. Now he's in his eighties it does, perhaps, look odd but I certainly never twigged 'til I was told at third or fourth meeting.
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It's the Americans that make me giggle. The casinos and bars in Monaco are full of Americans who paint their hair and eyebrows on. Have you seen Germaine Jackson recently. He's sporting a head of immaculately painted black shoe polish.
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I used to work with a guy who had quite the most amazing comb over. It did actually look real except for the parting being just above his left ear. Must have cost him a fotune to have it styled so convincingly. I only noticed the truth when I happened upon him at a local swimming pool where he was playing with his kids. The hair was flapping about like a wheely bin lid revealing a totally bald mid-section to his head.
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Who are they trying to kid? - L'escargot
