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As a child, Dani’s default setting was ‘NO!’ and that hasn’t changed as an adult running a business… but only when it’s concerning something she knows isn’t right and she’s just plain not going to go along with it. Then she endeavours (and usually successfully!) to do what is necessary to make it a YES! situation.
Dani is generous, kind, loving, focused, hardworking, intelligent, enjoys a good joke (usually at poor Chris’s expense!), supportive, successful in anything she sets out to do, has an awesome kickass attitude, and she’s great fun to share a bottle of wine with!
She’s strong and brave, determined and driven. She’s honest, sometimes bluntly but she’s kind and diplomatic with it.
She’s a leader who definitely wears the pants (sorry Chris). She’s confident, smart and funny.
Dani is inquisitive, an active listener, super bright, and full of life!
(Dani: I really thought he’d be brutal, but I guess he’s too well trained!)
In the time we’ve worked with Dynamic Media, the team have proven so valuable to our business. As company names goes, they live up to their name and are as dynamic in their attitude as they are in their effective styles of communication.
Dani is an independent woman. From her movement away from the daily grind and the security of a constant pay check, to setting up her own business which is scary enough, while she was also raising a daughter and organising her wedding. And on top of that, supporting her husband through his own career.
When I look at Dani I see perseverance, independence, strong ethics…a clear sense of doing what’s right, someone who supports other women, who worries about the right stuff and lets go of the negativity around her. A business woman who does the work she does because she enjoys it.
I see a mother who spends her time guiding her own daughter through life to ensure she gets the very best in life, to be prepared for the worst in life and to be grateful for all that she has. I see a wife who supports and loves her husband.
She is someone who loves and cares about people, and about issues that are dear to her heart. Someone who is close to family and makes family with those who aren’t blood, and would take care of them as if they were.
I see a woman who enjoys life. Dani laughs, loves and cares. It’s not a weakness. Oh no. It is her strength.
Born on Easter Monday. Doctor almost dropped me on my head. Almost.
Became a big sister to Katie. Pretty much spent the next 16 years making her life a misery and not sharing anything with her. Love you, Katie!
Started at Vardon Primary School. Loved hanging out with my bestie Paul Hobden till teachers decided boys and girls shouldn’t play together and separated us into 2 classrooms. Assholes.
At 10, reading and spelling at a level years ahead. The overwhelming-desire-to-achieve-and-be-top-of-every-bloody-thing seed planted. Except in sport. I suck at all things sport apart from swimming.
Beat all the boys in the 100m freestyle in a regional competition to take the gold medal. Desire to win further amplified.
Moved across the river and made to go to Fairfield College. Friends went to Fraser High. Thought life was over. Wasn’t. Loved Fairfield College and the awesome teachers there.
Took Ms Genet’s media studies class. Fell in love with journalism. Wagged school to go to St Paul’s Collegiate where the All Blacks were training ahead of a test match in Hamilton. Scored an interview with Christian Cullen (who I fully intended to marry) for the school newspaper. Story portfolio landed me a place in Wintec’s Media Arts degree without so much as an interview. Left school with glowing report card marred only by Ms Smith’s glowering comments about wagging PE all year. Pffft, whatevs. Was more interested in studying. She could have found me in the library.
Met future husband. Not Christian Cullen. Was Clinton. Fell in love.
Journalism degree and diploma under my belt, landed first job reporting at City Weekend and then its sister paper, Hamilton Press. Spent 4 fun years honing my craft and spending many hilarious days on the road with some of the best photographers I’ve ever met.
Lived and worked in Perth and Dublin, then back home to settle down, buy a house, go back to work at the Waikato Times, get married. Blessed with Emma in 2009. Light. Of. My. Life.
Clinton diagnosed with terminal brain tumour. Life turned upside down. Chaotic whirlwind of operations, doctors, specialists, hospital appointments, and grief.
Clinton leaves this mortal coil. But darkness clears. Learn that life is brutal, but also fucking beautiful. Go back to work – this time Hamilton News – and rediscover my passion for writing.
Promoted to editor. Get stuck into investigative journalism and generally make a nuisance of myself with various elected members and staff at Hamilton City Council.
Revisit 2012 realisation that life’s bloody short. Must pursue own path in business. Start Dynamic Media. Run it outside of work, helping people with social media.
Nominated for a Canon Media Award for portfolio of investigative stories. Told by bosses to quit writing stories and concentrate on driving the paper’s website traffic. Part of me dies.
Back myself to run my business full-time. Haven’t looked back. Now work with an array of incredible clients around New Zealand.
Born on Easter Monday. Doctor almost dropped me on my head. Almost.
Became a big sister to Katie. Pretty much spent the next 16 years making her life a misery and not sharing anything with her. Love you, Katie!
Started at Vardon Primary School. Loved hanging out with my bestie Paul Hobden till teachers decided boys and girls shouldn’t play together and separated us into 2 classrooms. Assholes.
At 10, reading and spelling at a level years ahead. The overwhelming-desire-to-achieve-and-be-top-of-every-bloody-thing seed planted. Except in sport. I suck at all things sport apart from swimming.
Beat all the boys in the 100m freestyle in a regional competition to take the gold medal. Desire to win further amplified.
Moved across the river and made to go to Fairfield College. Friends went to Fraser High. Thought life was over. Wasn’t. Loved Fairfield College and the awesome teachers there.
Took Ms Genet’s media studies class. Fell in love with journalism. Wagged school to go to St Paul’s Collegiate where the All Blacks were training ahead of a test match in Hamilton. Scored an interview with Christian Cullen (who I fully intended to marry) for the school newspaper. Story portfolio landed me a place in Wintec’s Media Arts degree without so much as an interview. Left school with glowing report card marred only by Ms Smith’s glowering comments about wagging PE all year. Pffft, whatevs. Was more interested in studying. She could have found me in the library.
Met future husband. Not Christian Cullen. Was Clinton. Fell in love.
Journalism degree and diploma under my belt, landed first job reporting at City Weekend and then its sister paper, Hamilton Press. Spent 4 fun years honing my craft and spending many hilarious days on the road with some of the best photographers I’ve ever met.
Lived and worked in Perth and Dublin, then back home to settle down, buy a house, go back to work at the Waikato Times, get married. Blessed with Emma in 2009. Light. Of. My. Life.
Clinton diagnosed with terminal brain tumour. Life turned upside down. Chaotic whirlwind of operations, doctors, specialists, hospital appointments, and grief.
Clinton leaves this mortal coil. But darkness clears. Learn that life is brutal, but also fucking beautiful. Go back to work – this time Hamilton News – and rediscover my passion for writing.
Promoted to editor. Get stuck into investigative journalism and generally make a nuisance of myself with various elected members and staff at Hamilton City Council.
Revisit 2012 realisation that life’s bloody short. Must pursue own path in business. Start Dynamic Media. Run it outside of work, helping people with social media.
Nominated for a Canon Media Award for portfolio of investigative stories. Told by bosses to quit writing stories and concentrate on driving the paper’s website traffic. Part of me dies.
Back myself to run my business full-time. Haven’t looked back. Now work with an array of incredible clients around New Zealand.
