Wanna win this sweet surfboard?
The contest period has ended. Thank you for all the amazing entries. Stay tuned over the next few days for the announcement of our winners!
We worked with our friends over at Carve Designs to create a one-of-a-kind T9er surfboard (shaped by Entropy) for one of you lucky ladies to win. Here’s all we’re asking – dazzle us with your creativity by telling us why YOU deserve this sweet 7′ sustainably-made ride.
Would you like to fulfill a life-long dream to catch a wave? Use it as a surf deco coffee table, or save drowning children in faraway oceans? Whatever the cause, tell us in 99 words or less by posting a comment below.
Share your words by June 1st, 2009 for a chance to win the surfboard awesomeness. Fret not, ’cause we’ll be giving away 2 prizes to the runners-up ($100 gift card + Team T9 membership).
Heads Up: Our contests are only open to Title Nine eMail subscribers. They are our way of saying thanks to our loyal customers. So if you aren’t already a subscriber you will become one by submitting your entry. Click Here to read the official rules.
I live in Brevard County, Florida, home of Kelly Slater and the Hobgood brothers. I grew up here, moved to Florida when I was five. Coming up in school I was considered a “surfer” mostly by default because I wasn’t a “jock”, had blond hair, and spent most of my free time on the beach. Problem was, I wasn’t a surfer; I didn’t surf. I’ve dated surfers, worked for surfers, watched surfers, but never learned to surf. Back in those days not many girls did. I have a five-year-old daughter now, and I want her to learn to surf, because I would have been a happier kid had I learned. In order for this to happen I have to set an example; I have to show her–Girls Can Surf, but first, I need a board.
I’m a big chicken. It took me into my forties to work up the courage to have a child. Now with a five-month-old, I realized if I want her to grow up brave and strong as a goddess, I have to teach her to believe in them. Even though I often prefer looking at the outdoors through my office window, I want that surfboard because there’s probably nothing that scares me more than surfing—the deep ocean, the unknown. But if goddesses do anything, they surf. And I want my daughter to grow up knowing that goddesses are real.
I spent all of my 20’s and most of my 30’s trying to have a baby. I was blessed 5-1/2 years ago with boy/girl twins! Now that my #1 goal in life is accomplished it’s time for another from my list. The older my kids get, the more we can get out and do as a family. The 4 of us camp, fish, hike, ride quads and bicycles. This year, I’ll be turning 43…yikes! And I am determined to learn to surf. I’ve wanted to do it all my life and now that my kids are old enough to take lessons, I thought it was high time I did too! That will be my birthday present to myself.
Please let me win the surfboard so I can give it to my sister Eileen. 99 words is tough for me because I can just go on and on about her.She lives on the Jersey Shore and has taken surfing lessons and just loves it- she really does. This would be unbelievable. Eileen is just an amazing person. Life has always been a bit bumpy for her but she keeps moving forward. At 35, with all the ups and downs in her life, she has always put others first. For example, Eileen has volunteered at a soup kitchen in NYC for years now and as long as she’s in town, she’s there on Sautrday morning. The other day it was just beautiful here, my mom called her to see how the beach was, Eileen said she was on the subway to the soup kitchen. She is selfless. I would just love to give her this sign that the universe is looking out for her too, and let something as awesome as this come her way.
Why, in a few words, I want to win this surfboard:
Because may just be the only lawyer turned chef turned surfer mom? Or can we form a gang?
So I can show my little brothers (age: 29 years) that I’m not washed up quite yet.
Because in Maine, they tell me, it’s too cold for sharks.
So I can toss my canoe paddle aside and be my own boat.
Because now that I’ve embraced my relationship with stinky cheese and dark chocolate, I’m ready for a new addiction.
So I can show my daughter (age: 10 months) what it looks like to walk on water.
Two years ago I visited Coca Beach FL where I tried to surf for the first time. I loved it. I was hooked from the first time I entered the water. I would of never dreamed it was possible for me to surf at my heaviest weight of 300 it would of been impossible. As of now I have lost 130 pounds through a change in diet and exercise. I believe surfing will help to be a part of a total workout and an aid in continuing to lose the rest of the weight.
So what happens to us? We have a dream, like learning to surf but some of us are 40, 50, 60 and haven’t reached the dream yet. I think life gets us in a rut, you know paying the bills, staying afloat, surviving health issues, climbing the corporate ladder…seems to put dreams on hold. And then ah-ha, you see “wanna win this sweet surfboard”, and a glimmer of hope gets our attention , and wakes up the dream. Here’s to being on that board, rocking gently, waiting for that next wave, feeling the salt spray in the breeze, the sun on your face, or the gold of the sun setting as it blends with the spray, oh yea, the dreams awake. Good luck all you sisters of the sea.
Title Nine represents everything I believe in. Both the catalog and the law promotes women having control of their lives.
I’m too young to fit into your clothing. Instead I admire T9’s models, and their confidence to live how they chose. Instead of bone thin, underdressed girls, your women exhibit fearless strong role models.
Your surfboard would remind me of these women, and inspire me to follow their lead. It would tell me no matter what Ican do whatever I aspire to.
(I’m not eighteen, but please consider me anyway.)
I dont play the sympathy card. My mother still dosent know im sick. My family has no clue. Im losing my hair, so i shaved it and gave it to locks for love. But this is an instance where im going to speak truth to how shity this situation is. And how much better it would be if i had a surf board. Its not sympathy, its asking for help. And asking for something is not what i do often. For example may 30th was my senior prom. I went with a pink scarf wrapped around my head and payed for flowers for my date in quarters nickles and dimes (seriously)because im broke from medical bills. The moral of the story is, sometimes things are embaressing, (like not being able to spell) having no hair for prom, paying for flowers in change and sinking to a level of desperation when your friend has to hold your head up like an infant in the middle of the night, hardly breathing because cancer is eating away your spine.
What a sweet surfboard!! It would be my first and a lifelong dream come true! A few years ago I started receiving your catalogs and fell in love with the photos and stories of the ‘real’ active women inside. I started clipping the pictures I loved and hung them around the house to encourage me to keep active and to keep dreaming. I have always wanted to live by the beach, on the beach, . . . close to the beach. Your catalogs have been an inspiration as my family and I plan on relocating to the coast in the months ahead. My dream just needs a few accessories . . . a wet suit and this beautiful surfboard! ( I think the color even matches my eyes.)
Thank you for all you do!
Sincerely, Kim Z