I honestly didn't even think this shit was possible, but lo and behold it is: I love Nate Berkus so much the fuck more today than I did yesterday. And I mean like love LOVE. This is no joke, ppl...my aim is T-R-U-E. My heart is literally bursting at the seams with Nate love juice, and if that sounds naughty, then GOOD. JUST GOOD.
Friday morn, @studiobrinson, her fab hubs @williambrinson and I went to go see a taping of Nate Berkus's new daytime show, The Nate Show. Here's the thing: I expected to have fun, get some free shit, and mebbe get some good hair care tips from Nate, but that was about it. But I really, really, really, super duper loved the show. Nate was adorbs, and humble, and charming (and yes, his hair was like whoa), the topics were fun, his set was gorge, and I just left so friggin ready to set my season pass...and I mean like HARD.
Here's what went down:
I was the first to arrive at 7:45am and there was already a maje line on the street. As instructed, I was wearing bright colors...not something I normally do, but whatevs. Nate is worth it. The crowd was mostly women, of course and included anyone and everyone you'd expect to see in an Oprah audience. And EVERYONE was talking about how they told their bosses they had a "doctor's appt" that morn, so if you are an employer in NYC and some chick in your ofc came in late last Fri cause of a medical sitch, you can pretty much guarantee they were standing in line with my ass. There was one lady rockin a Snooki pouf, so that was also kinda fun. Susan an Will were a vision in salmon:
They swore they didn't set out to wear matching outfits, but I so don't believe them.
Finally the Nate show staffers started shuttling us in!
We were all then all told to either go to the right or to the left to wait in a holding room. It felt like American Idol. The whole time I was sitting there thinking someone was gonna come in and tell our asses "I'm sorry...but this is the end of the road for you guys." There was coffee and bananas in there, and some very nice Nate Show staffers came in and told us that we should all be going to the bathroom NOW and NOT LATER because shockingly, they don't like holding up the taping of an entire multi-million dollar show cause Genie's sister-in-law Connie drank too much coffee (IT WAS FREE!) and then forgot to tinkle before coming upstairs. They also gave us some forms to fill out, asking us questions about what we'd like to see on the show and whether or not we had any stories for Nate.
Duh, yes I do!
I, of course, shared the my apt is Nate's apt bro story, which I still maintain MUST BE FEATURED ON THE NATE SHOW OR WE WILL ALL DIE.
After a looooooong ass while, they started lining us up to go up to the studio. I immediately noticed that they had already sent the other holding room upstairs, and we were located in the shittier, further away holding room. On top of that, Will, Susan and I were in the BACK of the shittier, further away holding room, so by the time we got up there, pretty much all that were left were craptastical seats. Like really bad. We were shuttled off to the side of the studio, and seated behind a gigantic paint color display that blocked our view of E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. It kind of looked like this (minus the football stadium):
However, we were told that the paint display would be moving (and it did eventually!) so all would soon be right in the world...or so we hoped.
And then it happened.
Nate came onto the stage. OHHHHHH EMMMMMM GGEEEEEEEE, ppl. He was so friggin adorable-licious. His hair was perfectly coiffed and his stuble was just right, and you just wanted to throw him down on the interview couch and run Terax Crema Ultra Daily Conditioner through his locks until it was fully moisturized. I mean, not that it needed it at ALL, but still....you I wanted to. LIKE REALLLLLY, REALLLLLY BADLY.
[Breathe deeply. Breathe deeply].
Anyway, he was all I dreamed about and more, so if you were holding off on being jealous until you got a full report, just let that shit rip.
Back to the show: they jumped right into the segments and first up was this paint game where Nate went through different painting myths. It was fab, because he touched on one myth that applied to me (never paint your wood floors = MYTH) and one that applied to Susan & Will (never paint your walls black). Sidenote, have you seen Susan and Will's place on design*sponge? Click with caution, ppl b/c it may make you want to commit apartmental suicide when you realize how much cooler their place is than yours. Back to Nate, I also learned that you're never supposed to paint door hardware! Nate told us he never likes to leave a space in a condition that would create more work than when he got there and that's what you end up doing when you paint door hardware. There were loads more myths busted, but I can't remember em and don't want to give the whole show away anyway, so just tune in.
Then they moved the gigantic paint display monstrosity, and we could see a teeny leetle bit better.
Next segment was KILLER: how to look skinny in pictures! HELLO!? Who's fat ass always looks like Jabba the Hut in photos?? MINE, motherfuckers! This segment was just what the doctor ordered and included lots of great tips: don't lean back in your photos, put your weight on your front foot was a good one, as well as the tip that you have the photographer take your pic from above. Get REAL good at photoshop or make friends with a retoucher were not tips that were shared, but those are mine. So live-n-learn.
The next segment was AMAZING! And involved two of our FAV-OH-RITE tag team bloggers (who we had NO FUCKING IDEA WERE GOING TO BE THERE THAT DAY! DESPITE ALL THE MYSTERIOUS HINTS ON TWITTER!) and we can't say much more about it except: ZOMG....WE DIED. LIKE A HUNDRED MILLION BILLION TIMES. And that it is so killer that the Nate Show is clearly stepping up to the plate and including design bloggers as a genuine source of information on his show. And that you will love this segment just as much as we did. And that both of these bloggers have hot legs. OK, lips sealed.
Then they passed out candy.
There was also a segment about bookshelves and one that featured this rad 94-year-old African American woman who has sold Avon products her whole life.
All in all, I loved the shit out of it.
And while as a design lover, I think I def would have been happy with an hour's worth of design advice, the truth of the matter is, you can't keep that shit up for hours on end, all day every day. You need to throw in the lifestyle stuff too, both to appeal to a more general audience and to keep things fresh. But as long as stuff stays on this tip: lots of design advice with some great other stuff thrown in, I really think they have a recipe for succcess.
Most of all, I think the show will succeed because of Nate. He came off as such a warm, caring, genuinely interested in what peeps have to say type of guy. His delivery wasn't always perfect, and he wasn't the most polished every second of the show, but honestly: that's what I thought was so fab. He's someone you're going to want to invite into your living room every day because he seems so real. He doesn't talk down to anyone and he just makes you feel like you could go home and implement any of his tips if you wanted to.
I was most touched by this moment at the end of the show, when the cameras weren't rolling. Nate was talking to the audience and he basically said that he really wanted to thank us all for taking the time out of our busy lives to be there. And that he knows many of us had to arrange babysitters, and time off of work, and cabs, and trains, and pretty new outfits and that it just meant the world to him that we would take the time out of our busy lives to be there for his show. I MEAN a;fja;fdjalsdfj;aldsfjldfj!!???
I DIED. AHHHHHGAIN.
So yeah, I loved the shit out of The Nate Show, pretty much from top to bottom. Despite our sucky seats and the fact that we were sitting next to a woman who wreaked of B.O. and insisted on whoo hooing like she was in an African Serengeti war tribe. Or that Julia Childs was sitting in front of me, further blocking my view.
I STILLLLL LOVVVED IT.
If you live in NYC and you want tix too, you can email email@example.com or tweet @NateShow_Tix.
The show is premiering on September 13, though its syndicated, so its diff in every market. But stay tuned to the Nate Show's website and check your local listings to find out what the scoop is in your neck of the woods.
Needless to say, my ass will be tuning in.