I didn’t think anything would be more frightening than Sarah in charge of my business or Jenni’s wardrobe, but the House Beautiful kick-off meeting proved to be far more terrifying. When I was asked to design the Kitchen of the Year, I knew that it was a large-scale big budget project, but I had no idea what was in store for me. As I walked into the two-story conference room on the top floor of the Hearst Building, my little heart stopped. Very few times in my life have I been left speechless, but this was one of those moments. I am grateful Jenni was with me for support, otherwise who knows how it would have turned out.
For clarification purposes, I did not wet myself. As my heart began beating again, I was informed I had to give a speech to the 45+ people in the room. The sheer terror on my face was evident and actually, that’s the point when I wet myself. Thank god for the adult diapers I bought after several unfortunate bed wetting accidents during nights of binge drinking. It would take another 3 minutes before I could actually breathe again. After I stumbled through the uncomfortable unfunny introduction, I began to switch gears. Jenni kept whispering to me to focus on the work and I took her advice. I dove into the design and began explaining my vision. That part was easy and the meeting progressed quickly and smoothly.