Producer's Blog

WWHL's Supervising Producer talks about the early days of WWHL.

on Jul 26, 2012

Hey, my name’s Caissie and I’m a Supervising Producer on Watch What Happens Live! I think my job is pretty cool, but I won’t bore you with too many of the day-to-day details. Suffice it to say that every single person on the #WWHL team, from the young production assistants to the executive producers to Andy, pitches in all kinds of banoodles ideas every single day, and it’s my extreme privilege to hear them all and laugh my head off so hard I could pass out. As much as I enjoy all the games and remixes and bedazzled whatnots that make it on the show, I think I love many of the ideas that never make it just as much. Of course, many of those ideas don’t make it because, frankly, they are unfit for television and are therefore probably unfit to write about here, but it doesn’t mean they’re not hilarious. I can tell you that, personally, when I’m weighing whether or not I think we should go forward with an idea on the show, I often ask myself #WWECS? (What would Evelyn Cohen say?)

One of the parts of my day (night, actually) that I like best is being in the Clubhouse for both the show rehearsal and then the live broadcast of the show. I’ve been with #WWHL for three years since day one, when we were on only once a week. Back then it was just Andy, a guest, three camera guys, and me in there. Honestly it was kind of weird. We never knew whether to laugh or keep quiet or what. I remember early on we’d had a meeting before the show where Andy had inadvertently touched the back of my hand and commented that my skin was very soft. It was no surprise to me, of course. I am legendary among my social circle for having the hand skin of an aristocratic baby! (I hope I don’t sound too vain about my hands. They are my only point of pride. Don’t take that away from me!) Anyway, cut to a couple of hours later, three camera men and I are in the Clubhouse watching Andy interview his friend, Sarah Jessica Parker, when suddenly he touches the back of her hand and starts telling her about how someone on the staff has the softest hands he’s ever felt. I didn’t know what to do, so I think I just stood there and probably turned fifty shades of red. Later I got a text from a friend saying, “I heard your boss talking to SJP about your hands!”