Oh my god, of course … you sell homes, they’re homeless. Duh! This is GENIUS! Plus, imagine this: As these eager prospects are pushing around their mobile caddies all day, guess who gets to tag along? Yep, that’s right. Little Mrs. Smarty Pants. And, we all know that when these folks congregate at night to discuss the days take, they’re as chatty as 15 year old girls at a slumber party. In the biz, we call that word-of-mouth.
Unfortunately my dear, the creative wasn’t the hero here. No, this gold nomination goes out to the real champion — the media buyer. Congrats!
Thanks to Vancouver Condo Info for the submission.
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Mr. Watson, you dog! Woof, woof! You da man Wats. We’re not worthy … we’re not worthy. Alright, we got it out of our system, now let’s move on to the real beauty — your bus bench ad.
Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree top, when the wind blows, the craddle will rock …
I guess that it’s time to point out that outstanding real estate creative doesn’t always have to come in the form of billboards and bus benches. Take Liz here for example: While on her trip to Maui, she suddenly had a stroke of brilliance. “Captain, turn this boat around, I need to go back to the hotel and grab my sign.” (Thank god you packed it Liz, good thinking.) You see, as Liz was peering over the edge of the speeding boat it suddenly dawned on her, “What if I could visually represent the sale of the biggest piece of real estate on the planet — the Ocean!” Clearly the concept worked, hook, line and sinker Liz. Bravo! Once you get back to shore and pat yourself dry with your shammy, go check with the front desk, there’s a special water-proof gold nomination waiting for you!
So, Mr. and Mrs. Spears were over the other night for dinner (yeah, I wish … let’s just pretend for now) and we began talking about high-end ad design and as luck would have it, they just happened to know a thing or two about that. From the looks of it, I’d say they’re right on the money. Let me just take a moment of your time to point out a few of the subtle add-ons that separate the true admen from the common folk:
I don’t want to tip my hand too much here, but let’s just say that I’m now spelling dynamite with two consecutive “e’s” instead of the “y”. I mean, c’mon, this girl has got it. Right out of the gate she hits us with “The DEEalmaker”. Closed circuit to Dee Young, nice touch with the capital E’s … just wanted to make sure we got it, huh? Spot on, we love it!
Hey Norma! Quick, look over here. SNAP! HA. Gotcha on the phone!