Reigning Bartercard Miss Indy champ Sarah Buller is a 22-year-old babe from Bunbury who likes to go deep into the bush. And really, who doesn’t?

What did you have that the other Miss Indy girls in the comp didn’t, Sarah?
Well, I guess poi twirling.

Twirling what?
Poi twirling. It’s that fire twirling you see sometimes. I saw some hippies doing it and I thought it would be cool for Miss Indy so I taught myself on the Internet.

So fire twirling scored you the Bartercard Miss Indy crown?
Well, I twirled, but not with fire. With the amount of hairspray and Lycra on my body, if an open flame got close to me, you would have just found my shoes to give the Miss Indy title.

As Miss Indy, is it compulsory that you have sex with the drivers, or is it just a fringe benefit?
Everyone seems to think there’s nookie with the drivers, but I didn’t see any of that going on. I mean, we went out partying with the drivers but they were all gentlemen.

I heard you got a drive in an Indy car. How did that work? Were you straddling the driver’s cockpit or surfing the spoiler?
No, there was a double-seat champ car. We actually got to do some adrenaline-pumping stuff. We also flew in a Black Hawk helicopter at an air show. There was a woman flying and she threw us around like laundry in a washing machine. That was so scary. We were feeling green for an hour.

What other booty did you get for winning Miss Indy? A crown? A sabre? A small Polynesian nation to govern?
I got to go to Mexico to compete in the “Face of Champ Car”, which is like the world championships of Miss Indy. All the girls who won the equivalent Miss Indy competitions got to compete.

Did you win?
No, I didn’t.

You probably needed fire.
Yeah, I probably did.

In Mexico, did banditos with guns and big moustaches kidnap you, asking for one million pesos?
No, but it was full-on there. Everywhere we went we had six security guards with guns and couldn’t go anywhere on our own. And if we wanted to pee we had to go with a security guard, so we could only go one at a time.

For some reason hot girls always go to the toilet in groups.
I know, but this was like school. We had to hold on till recess. It was funny though – the security guards were big beefcakes and half of them had night-time jobs as strippers. The whole thing was funny. We’d drive through hours of urban jungle and then to the best pimp pads to do photo shoots, then back into the car for an hour of slum and then another multi-million dollar pad.

Tell us something else about yourself.
I like long walks along the beach at sunset.

Are you just saying that?
I was, but it’s also true. I’m from Bunbury and I’m a really beachy girl, getting some Australian cancer. You know those skin cancer ads that have been on television, the ones that are like, “Jimmy just thought he had a freckle”? They’re scaring the hell out of me.

You know how to put on sunscreen though. It was one of your skills when you were one of the Chicks Show Us... chicks.
Yeah, I’m just doing my bit for little Jimmy.

Do you also like being photographed in your bikini?
I didn’t used to like it but since Miss Indy, I’ve got a lot of more confidence. Now I think there’s nothing more fun then getting dirty, or getting oiled up with olive oil or Vaseline.

Vaseline? Olive oil? What the hell’s going on at these shoots?
Settle down, it’s just to make us shiny. Actually, we were out on the racetrack at Indy and we were doing a shoot and that sports guy Mark Beretta [from Sunrise] was there. I was getting oiled down for some photo shoot and he came over and said, “So, what do I have to do be an oiler?”

What do you have to do to be an oiler?
I think you have to know some photographers.

And what does a guy need to do to oil you up, you know, recreationally?
I like an Aussie guy, actually. I want someone who drives a ute, just a regular bush-bashing ute. He has to own some footy shorts and at least one wife-beater. A stubby holder with naked women on it wouldn’t hurt.

And, um, what are you going to get up to in this ute?
Get the swag out and sleep under the stars. I like to go deep into the bush.

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