When sent to London with a brief to get their books critiqued by creative directors, Sophie Jordan and Gemma Gallagher, two girls who obviously already know what drives the average adman, decided that their chances of a meeting would be greatly increased if they pretended to be strippers.
When they appeared, resplendent in red lipstick and long macs, at Clemmow Hornby Inge looking for Micky Tudor, they were told he was editing at The Moving Picture Company. However, the receptionist phoned and informed him of the present waiting at his office.
Like a child at Christmas, Tudor decided he couldn't wait and arranged a cab to bring the girls to him. He secured a meeting room and waited for his show. However, once the girls had worked him up into a state of anticipation, they whipped out their portfolios but kept everything else under wraps.
"He was really good about it," Jordan says. "He sat with us and looked at our work for about an hour-and-a-half afterwards."
The duo then pulled the same trick at Abbott Mead Vickers BBDO where Peter Souter, who was jetting out to Chicago, promised them a one-on-one meeting on his return.