A Post About Cooking or Nate Berkus?
Oh, I don’t know. I am just thinking it’s time to write more about cooking. Food. Recipes. And whathaveyou. Honestly, I was inspired to do more with food and cooking by this event.
But then I have a couple of pictures I really want to show-off share.
And my mom always taught me to share. And I always want to do the right thing. I’d feel really bad if I didn’t show-off share and do the right thing.
Where to begin… where to begin…
Let’s just cut to the Nate chase.
I might have been over-sequined, but this Kitsap County girl (can I get a whut-whut from my locals?!) doesn’t get to NYC very often… Hitherhencetofore, had I gone to a waterpark in NYC, I would have wore this top.
And I know you are all fist bumping your computer screens right now…
Now. The above picture was pretty much born from the loins of Awesome. For me. And Mr. Nate Berkus was supremely gracious. SO gracious, in fact… he not only indulged my request to take a picture with him, but we engaged in conversation and my friend Tonya Staub caught the moment:
Engagement is WAY more meaningful than a posed moment, no?
I may have domiNATEd that convo. Maybe. I tried not to be nervous. I tried not to freak him out. *right eye twitches* I mean, we are all people. I know he is totes people… approachable, unassuming… And when I went up to him, he didn’t flinch a bit! Eye contact! Convo! Double rainbows all the way!
Now, I don’t want this to come across as a post of me slathering flattery like buttah on a pancake. That’s not how I roll. I am more of the Fainting and Hyperventilating and Whatnot. I am just a lot like my 5 year-old… so it was almost as if the whole evening was one big dandelion bloom…
And in the end, I just know the burden of dealing with people’s perception and being a celebrity… I know because I have a shirt… Nate has a show… I have a shirt. We have so much in common 😉
Keep up on the ridiculous, the insightful, the always digressive…
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