It was somewhat like the pianist being asked to play the banjo, but it all went quite well. Major brand. Major rules. Minor crowd.
The brand restricted any personalization on their bottles to letters unadorned with even the simplest flourishes. Calligraphy was out of the question. You could say I was out of my element, but not really. My baby steps in nice hand-lettering began in another millennium. The semester when I was immersed in mechanical drawing and architectural design brought daily assignments that required both block letters and script, though block was primary.