I was in Murray Hill the other day and walked past this American Apparel storefront display. I did a slow double-take.
Anne thinks to self: Who EVER stands like that? What a stupid pose. American Apparel has totally lost its "realness."
Then I pictured myself in this physical stance...but it only makes sense if I'm really drunk and competing for a Vogue-ing prize. One of those things never happens, and so neither would the pose.
Then I took the 6 train up to Grand Central and came into the concourse, where VAIO was doing an interactive advertisement for a new notebook. Their installation was a dozen women in evening gowns and platinum blond wigs, striking ballroom poses with their notebooks.
You can't see it here, but one of the models eventually struck the American Apparel pose.
So there's your answer. Who strikes poses? Models. Duh.