How to choose a pot
There's an ancient Hindu ceremony called Kumbh Vivah in which a woman will marry a pot. Details from vice.com:
I'm pretty sure that Farberware didn't have this in mind when they made the ad below.
Kumbh Vivaha or ‘pot-marriage’ is a commonly practiced Hindu astrological precaution in India. Men and women born under the slight or complete influence of the planet Mars—known as Mangliks, or ‘Mars-cursed’—are said to be astrologically destined to wreck their marriages. (I do, however know many Mangliks who have managed to make it last, often longer than the non-Mangliks.) The only preventative measure is to marry a pot prior to your marriage to an actual human. Or a tree. Sometimes even a dog. No sex is involved, if you were curious.
I'm pretty sure that Farberware didn't have this in mind when they made the ad below.
Boston Sunday Globe - Oct 31, 1971
Comments
I don't have to be rude, crude, and socially unacceptable, but it's just so much fun . . .
I say that as explanation/excuse for really liking the Farberware ad. Besides the fact that it's a bit off-centaur, it beautifully pulls off being uniformly cute humour without any lol moments which would be just as intrusive as having a line that drags.
I don't think anyone can complain about the overall gist of it -- male-bashing is always socially acceptable.
The very last item (ask your friends) reminds me of the meme: Woman: I didn't sleep with my husband before we got married. Did you?" Other Women: "I don't know; what's your husband's first name?" I have to wonder what experience they expected other women to have of a potential mate, or did they know exactly what they were implying?"
I say that as explanation/excuse for really liking the Farberware ad. Besides the fact that it's a bit off-centaur, it beautifully pulls off being uniformly cute humour without any lol moments which would be just as intrusive as having a line that drags.
I don't think anyone can complain about the overall gist of it -- male-bashing is always socially acceptable.
The very last item (ask your friends) reminds me of the meme: Woman: I didn't sleep with my husband before we got married. Did you?" Other Women: "I don't know; what's your husband's first name?" I have to wonder what experience they expected other women to have of a potential mate, or did they know exactly what they were implying?"
Posted by Phideaux on 01/22/25 at 10:27 PM
So the Superstar girl could marry the tree she was kissing...
Posted by Yudith on 01/29/25 at 06:25 AM
Category: Husbands | Marriage | 1970s