Calendar Girl Blog: Doing A Show
Aimee, another of my talented, home based business neighbours is helping to promote our 3rd Annual In the Spirit Gift and Craft Sale. You are all welcome to attend.
It's a fine, friendly event that leaves all feeling like a love bomb has been released. Much better quality of experience than the first show I participated in back in 2001. I hauled 1,000 calendars to Toronto, through the bowels of the Convention Centre with the help of my web wench Sandy. We set up the three day show, which cost me $1200.00 and then watched as person after person averted their eyes as they passed me by.
At the end, with the help of my friend Jane, I hauled 950 calendars back to my car.
The crowning moment came when the author of "Give Head Like a Whore", or something like that offered me some marketing advice.
"Cleavage", she said, "you need to show more of your tits honey." Her ample, brown as berry breasts were falling onto my booth, barely contained in her tight, pink feather trimmed sweater. I thanked her for the 'tit tip' and watched as she left, leaving a trail of men's eyes, that had popped out at the sight of her leopard print mini and stiletto boots.
Calendar Girl wears boots too. Blundstones. Made in Australia. Flat. Rugged. Good and sturdy. For the times when she's hauling 37 pound boxes of calendars through trade show convention centers.
Calendar Girl
It's a fine, friendly event that leaves all feeling like a love bomb has been released. Much better quality of experience than the first show I participated in back in 2001. I hauled 1,000 calendars to Toronto, through the bowels of the Convention Centre with the help of my web wench Sandy. We set up the three day show, which cost me $1200.00 and then watched as person after person averted their eyes as they passed me by.
At the end, with the help of my friend Jane, I hauled 950 calendars back to my car.
The crowning moment came when the author of "Give Head Like a Whore", or something like that offered me some marketing advice.
"Cleavage", she said, "you need to show more of your tits honey." Her ample, brown as berry breasts were falling onto my booth, barely contained in her tight, pink feather trimmed sweater. I thanked her for the 'tit tip' and watched as she left, leaving a trail of men's eyes, that had popped out at the sight of her leopard print mini and stiletto boots.
Calendar Girl wears boots too. Blundstones. Made in Australia. Flat. Rugged. Good and sturdy. For the times when she's hauling 37 pound boxes of calendars through trade show convention centers.
Calendar Girl
posted by Sue Richards at 12:15 PM
2 Comments:
We all have Blundstones in our family. Great boots.
Chris
Chris,
I figured you would. Any Aussie worth there keep would have to own the national boot.
I'm on my fourth pair now. The last pair, can no longer be worn outside....the hole in the sole is too darn big. Too bad they didn't come with a pedometre... I'd love to know how many miles/kms I put on them.
Calendar Girl
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