In my latest
Entertainment Weekly (starting the post off like that reminds me of the time my female friend and I had dinner at
The Caucus Room and the waiter started off our dinner by saying, "I get
In Style magazine - not that I'm gay or anything." He then proceeded to flirt with my friend.) I couldn't help but notice this picture:
That's right,
Cesar dog food - sophisticated food for sophisticated dogs - whose website features drawings like
this and
this - wants to send
me to the
Sundance Film Festival. And they decided
Entertainment Weekly was a great place to tell me this. I would love to see the research that made the three-way connection between
EW, Sundance and Cesar dog food. Or maybe I could take a look at the survey results showing
EW has a high percentage of readers with small dogs they considered to be "sophisticated."
In my head I picture this is the real story - I almost hope it's true: Two major magazine publishers are in their towels lounging in the sauna complaining about how boring their lives are. One turns to the other and says, "This should be fun. I've got this picture of my wife holding our dog. I'll superimpose her to be standing outside a burning building or the Sundance Film Festival or some shit like that. If you can get this in to your magazine I'll give you 500,000 Subway."
And yet here I am on the Cesar website entering the contest and wondering if
Sadie is sophisticated enough for Cesar. Bastards!
Labels: sadie, Subway
