This blog post was originally posted on my now closed floral design business website blog on November 22, 2010.
First off, thank you, thank you, thank you for the incredible outpouring of love and support post-episode. I was amazed and touched by the sweet and heartfelt comments from friends and total strangers. I can’t tell you how nervous I was before the episode actually aired, I was running around my house like a spaz trying to fill up the time with any and all distractions so that I’d not have to completely acknowledge that I was about to be on television. I knew that during my week in NYC I spent a lot of time processing the experience and I did a lot of time on camera crying, and I was afraid about how I’d be portrayed. I couldn’t have been happier with the way the episode translated: I think it really and truly reflected my experience and the way that I felt that terrific week, and I couldn’t be more pleased with the result.
A few quick answers about some of the most commonly asked questions I’ve had the past six months. One, was I really surprised at the ambush: uh, yes. I was shocked. I literally sobbed from the overwhelming surprise of it all, it was absolutely shocking. Two was it weird knowing I had been basically stalked for weeks before the ambush: yes! I am now hyper-aware of the fact that I could have been stalked by an actual stalker-killer, and I’d never have noticed. I try to now notice cars following me or people that may or may not be secretly filming me, hah.
Another big question: did I really have to take all my clothes & did they really throw all my clothes away. YES. Remember that they had weeks of me on film, had spent time filming all the articles in my closet, and pretty much knew everything that I owned. I took everything with me except for PJ’s, my heavy winter coat, and workout clothes. I packed it all up into 3 suitcases and took them all with me to the city, and Clinton & Stacy threw away EVERYTHING except for three items: a skirt, a red shirt, and a red pair of shoes. The rest was tossed into the trash. Thank goodness.
And I was also asked about where certain things came from, so I’ll share:
I started the day at Intimacy where I was properly fit for a bra. PSA, ladies: if you have never been actually FIT for a bra, you really should be. This experience CHANGED MY LIFE. Seriously. This was not on-camera but was such a great experience that I had to share.
The “Pinata” dress that I wore to my reveal (so glad I gave that a shot) was from Meg I got to meet her and she was fantastic!
I went shopping at Filenes Basement, but I didn’t end up getting anything other that a shirt there. This place was crazy– there’s so much STUFF everywhere and you have to sift through it to find things. Think of a big ginormous TJ Maxx and that’s Filene’s
I got a pair of fabulous dark blue shoes at Sacco Shoes, and I they are the nicest shoes I’ve ever owned. I learned while seeking a link to their store that they have since closed. That’s such sad news. They were a phenomenal store and offered fantastic service.
And the start to day 2 of shopping was at Lee Lee’s Valise Owner and designer Lisa is just too wonderful and it’s such a beautiful store…they even added a lot of floral touches to the decor to make me feel at home, and I had such a great time picking out some lovely outfits from them.
I’ll recap my findings at other stores off-camera in a later post.
I wanted to take a few days to not only be thankful for this experience (it is Thanksgiving week, after all) but also to share some insight into my experience. I filmed the show over six months ago during the last week of April, flying from Nashville to New York city on a Sunday morning (when I left Nashville it was in the mid 60s, and when I got to NYC it was in the 40s…burr). It was the first time I’d ever flown first class (wowsa) and while it wasn’t the first time I’d been to the city, I’d not been there since January, 2002, and NYC was a very different place then. Seeing the city nearly 10 years after 9/11 was an amazing sight to behold. TLC put me up at the amazing Hotel Marcel…super modern, very fresh, very clean, very European. My room looked pretty much exactly like this:
The first day of filming begins with hanging up all your clothes, doing the 360 mirror (totally grueling, yes!) and then watching all your clothes get tossed away. I didn’t throw a fit, as you all saw, but it was hard watching all my clothes get tossed. I had a lot harder time with it later that night, in my hotel room, when I started to dwell on how I now had no clothes. And I still go through that sometimes, when I think of a sweater or a piece of clothing that held some kind of emotional significance, and I know that it’s gone. But it was all for the good, really, and I don’t think “man, that was stylin!”. Oh, no, I never think that.
Thanks for reading & thanks for your support. Much love to you all 😀