I have exactly that much time to win over the attractive, talented, witty, perfection that is the Nuffnang team.
(Is it working yet?)
You see, come 16 December, 500 bloggers will descend on the luxurious grounds of the Putrajaya Marriott in Kuala Lumpur, for the 2011 Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards
They may or may not arrive in individual Volkswagen's, thanks to the sponsor Volkswagen Malaysia (no pressure....).
The awards will honor the best of the bloggy world. I am excellent at golf claps and musical chairs, so I should be there to applaud the winners and fill their vacant seats while they give their acceptance speeches, right?
I'm also open to a group hug at the end, because it's all about bringing together bloggers from across the region. What better way than a collective group hug? Possibly followed by a Mexican wave?
Why the blog post? I want to go. Actually, I NEED to go. Seriously. I am prepared to get a note from both my mother and my Doctor, stating that it is of vital importance to my professional development and my health.
Nuffnang are asking for the top three reasons I should be there - because my likeness to Angelina Jolie isn't enough.
What??? We are both brunette and we both have lots of kids. Is that not enough for me to label myself her lookalike?
Without further ado, I bring you the top three reasons why Nuffnang should send me to the 2011 Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards
1. I've just got my first set of business cards
2. Networking and bragability (my word)
I'd really love to replace "I once went on TV in full body paint because I was such a mega huge tragic football fanatic" with "so I went to the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards and met so-and-so and such-and-such" - all said in a totally casual manner that belies my inner OH-EM-GEE!!!!
3. Jazz hands
I've been dying to have a legitimate reason to bust out the jazz hands. What better place than at a function full of fabulousness in the form of blogger's? Quite likely a more appropriate time and place than the meeting at Miss6's school where I last put my jazz hands out there.
I finish this post with a bit of visual art (be thankful I didn't go for interpretive dance) :
Disclaimer : No Froot Loops, marshmallows, socks, weird snack bars, nail polish, miniature Sesame Street figures, teaspoons, ear buds, licorice twists or pegs were harmed during production.
