Comfort and joy for who?

WELL, I'm angry. Not at what I'm going to write about, but because I can't figure out how to capture an image of my screen. Anyone, Brock? I wanted to show the image that I am going to write about, but it's part of a flash project, so I couldn't download it to my harddrive, so I was just going to save an screen capture... anyhow.

Have you seen the Banana Republic ads this holiday season? Check out my link -- and I'm talking about the cover image and the girl on the next page with the antlers on her head. Gracious sakes! (is that catching on yet?) Those two look like they're so terribly unhappy. They're barely touching, they're all in wool, they've probably been in that position for thirty-eight minutes already, and were probably there for another seventeen while the photographer took pictures he wasn't even going to use.

And the girl with the horns. She's like, "Ugh. Can you believe I'm actually doing this?" Of course, saying that to the off-camera, way in the distance invisible and imagined "other."

The tag reads: comfort and joy for you. Of course for me, because I won't be wearing those clothes or spending so much time in what could have been a very exciting position. Am I wrong? Wouldn't you want to be lying there in the middle of both of those gorgeous people?