I'VE WON! I'VE WON!
Ok, I can't complain anymore. I've done it. I've just won 'Australia's Toughest Brief' competition!!
When they called me to say I had won ALL THREE PRIZES I stopped them and asked, "Am I the only person who entered?" Apparently I wasn't the only one its just the other entries were rubbish so I'm being flown to Byron Bay for the Caxton Awards this weekend and they've put me in today's edition of The Australian!
I'm so estatic I can barely breathe - I just did a radio interview and in classic, hapless Rachelle-style I made a goof of myself when they asked me to recite the slogan and thinking they had already said that part I quoted the wrong bit!
Oh well, its just a radio interview, what really matters is how I do this weekend at the Caxton awards. Its always been a secret desire of mine to go to an awards ceremony and be in an amazing dress (I bought 3) and to be walking down the red carpet. All I can think though is please don't make me do a speech!
I can write but I can't talk.
Seriously - if I'm the least bit nervous I turn into a vocally-challenged space cadet. Once when I was trying to talk to this really cute guy who works at my local cinema the words actually came out backwards in some sort of caveman gibberish. My friend dissolved into hysterics beside me while the guy looked at me like I had two heads. Yep, I don't go to the movies much these days.
But this weekend is my big debut - I get to meet the biggest advertisers in the country - perhaps I should just smile and give them a business card then run to the next person.
Yes, its much safer to be enigmatically shy then disastrously social.
Wish me luck guys : )
When they called me to say I had won ALL THREE PRIZES I stopped them and asked, "Am I the only person who entered?" Apparently I wasn't the only one its just the other entries were rubbish so I'm being flown to Byron Bay for the Caxton Awards this weekend and they've put me in today's edition of The Australian!
I'm so estatic I can barely breathe - I just did a radio interview and in classic, hapless Rachelle-style I made a goof of myself when they asked me to recite the slogan and thinking they had already said that part I quoted the wrong bit!
Oh well, its just a radio interview, what really matters is how I do this weekend at the Caxton awards. Its always been a secret desire of mine to go to an awards ceremony and be in an amazing dress (I bought 3) and to be walking down the red carpet. All I can think though is please don't make me do a speech!
I can write but I can't talk.
Seriously - if I'm the least bit nervous I turn into a vocally-challenged space cadet. Once when I was trying to talk to this really cute guy who works at my local cinema the words actually came out backwards in some sort of caveman gibberish. My friend dissolved into hysterics beside me while the guy looked at me like I had two heads. Yep, I don't go to the movies much these days.
But this weekend is my big debut - I get to meet the biggest advertisers in the country - perhaps I should just smile and give them a business card then run to the next person.
Yes, its much safer to be enigmatically shy then disastrously social.
Wish me luck guys : )
