I was at the Easter parade on Sunday, watching the crowd when a scene caught my attention. No, it wasn't the three Great Danes in the Easter outfits, complete with flowered hats and pink doggie shoes. (SO sorry I didn't have my camera)
It was a dad, dancing on the grass with his young daughter. He was holding her up-stretched hands while she stood on his feet as they waltzed around together. I was mesmerized. Which brings me to the point of this post:
Most women don't like commercials that put down men, especially dads.
If you want to market to women, use positive portrayals of dads and kids having genuine interactions.
Here are a few examples. This one is from AT&T.
Here's one from Mastercard. Some of you may take issue with me - saying this is putting dad down somehow. But the overall theme of the commercial is a dad and son learning from each other - a positive message.
You can have some fun with it. Like this T-Mobile commercial where Dad's daughters are teasing him about his online dating.
But be careful. This T-Mobile commercial creeped me out with the little boy talking about how dad can call "the woman at my soccer games you're always staring at." I know they're going for funny, but how is that statement supposed to make the mom in the commercial feel?
Bottom line - If you want to market to women, include positive, authentic interactions between dads and their kids.
Thanks for this good advice.
Best regards,
AdWomen.org
Posted by: AdWomen | April 17, 2009 at 08:31 AM
Em, this resonates with aonnye who has had a cancer diagnosis. Survivors guilt: I battle it daily. Why did my one of my most georgeous, vibrant, ALIVE friends die at age 37 from breast cancer? Leaving 3 children and a reeling family behind. Why did I get a mammogram for no reasons other than paranoia the day after we buried her? To find out I was already stage II?It makes me wonder every day, what prompted those actions and reactions. None of the other girls who knew her went for a mammogram. And gee, none of them seem to have cancer either. So, I have to chalk it up to those fucked up random things in life. The avalanche effect of how I got my ass saved at 38 yrs old. It happens a million times a day, from not getting slammed by a bus or hit by a falling brick in NYC. One little action setting off many chain reactions.We are alive, we are here for a reason, and hell yeah, I intend to make the best of every damn breath I have left just as you are.I'm so glad I met you!jen a.k.aCeasar
Posted by: Hande | August 21, 2012 at 12:10 AM