Showing posts with label Sexy People With Responsibility For Marketing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sexy People With Responsibility For Marketing. Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 September 2009

Barry Judge, Enterprise Vice President & Chief Marketing Officer, Best Buy Co., Inc.

Barry looks the sort who'd take a sick day every time work clashes with a major sporting event. Football, rugby, cricket, tennis - we'd say he's into pretty much everything except golf.



"Wahey, Judgey! Friday night, mate! You getting them in, then? COME ON! Let's HAVE IT! RAAAGGGGHHHHHHHH! Let's play puking on the tramp! PUKE ON THE TRAMP! PUKE ON THE TRAMP! PUKE ON THE TRAMP! PUKE ON THE TRAMP! PUKE ON THE TRAMP! COME OOOONNNNNNN!"

Saturday, 13 June 2009

Charles DallAcqua, Executive Vice President with responsibility for marketing, Harland Clarke

Here he is, ladies and gentlemen!

You've seen him in the masthead!

You've wondered if that's a businessman or a retired Hollywood actor!

You've looked through all the updates we've done so far and wondered why he isn't there!

You've thought to yourselves "Is that Patrick Stewart? They mentioned Patrick Stewart in the update about Ray D'Arcy, so perhaps it is Patrick Stewart? Perhaps this blog is viral marketing for Patrick Stewart's new business venture? Because no one would do this for free, would they?"

No! It is not Patrick Stewart. This blog is about high-resolution photographs of businessmen (and we are doing it for free), so unless Patrick Stewart has quit acting and opened up an organic delicatessen or an Ashtanga yoga retreat for stressed celebrities in Los Angeles recently, it wouldn't be right to have photos of Patrick Stewart on here.

This man also has hair, so definitely isn't Patrick Stewart.

So here he is, at full-size resolution...

All hail the grey/bronze business MACHINE that is... Charles DallAcqua!



That's the dream. To look that healthy and vibrant at age 62. To have that much hair at age 61. To have teeth that are OK to smile with at age 62. In the dark light of a nightclub, in a t-shirt and jeans, to be able to get away with telling girls you're only 36 at age 61.

A bit of 'Just For Men' and he could even try saying he's 29. Or he could go the other way, shave it all off and hang around at Star Trek fan conventions having his pick of the groupies before Jonathan Frakes gets there.

Charles, you are a lucky, lucky man, basically.