You may not have heard of Lasse Hansen, Carter Czech or James Flook, but chances are you’ve seen them naked. Or nearly so. How? You’ve seen their chiseled torsos in the stores, bags and ads of Abercrombie & Fitch.
In the long history of celebrity endorsements (Mark Twain, let us remember, was plugging Great Mark Cigars as early as 1875), brands have learned that while a famous face is the key requirement, a close second is relevance: a credible, believable connection between the endorser and the endorsed. Perhaps nowhere is that linkage more important, or obvious, than in the Macho Man genre.