My Quest to Be a Guest on the Nate Berkus Show

The dining room is coming along nicely, though it could use some more accessorizing.

At the end of September I bought my house. I went from living in a tiny one-bedroom apartment to living in a two bedroom house, with an office, and a sun room that doubles as another living/family room. Considering I bought the house all by myself, I’m sure you can guess that there wasn’t much left over to furnish or decorate the house with.

While I was waiting to close on the house I started hitting tag sales, thrift stores, estate sales, and craigslist on a mission to find the things I needed for the house. Occasionally I even bought things at real stores. I found a table on Craigslist and was lucky enough to find matching chairs on the side of the road. Score! I  got a couple of cute chairs — that I someday plan on using at the kitchen table, when I find one — at an estate sale, where I also picked up a bedside table. I found a cool old telephone table at a tag sale that I decided would make a good nightstand for the other side of my bed. Eventually I got a living room chair on craigslist and an extra couch practically appeared on my doorstep thanks to my resourceful family.

Most of my rooms are still a work in progress. I’ve got all sorts of projects, I want to take on and big ticket items I’d like to buy. But time and money are short. So I’ve decided I want to get on the Nate Berkus Show. Nate is adorable and I feel we share a deep affinity for all things blue. But his website is conspiring against me. There are several shows I want to apply for, but it won’t let me upload photos.

Foiled again!

My living room is not living up to its potential.

So, if you’re out there, Nate my living room needs your help! My office and bedroom would also like your attention but I don’t want to be greedy! My living room is a mishmosh mess. The couch came from an old lady, my aunt gave me the side tables. I found the trunk/coffee table on my mom’s porch, and I got the chair from craigslist. (That was a wise purchase because I now know microfiber is perfect for pet hair.) I’ve got an old bookcase that doubles as a TV stand, but there are a few things I do like: my throw pillows, the rug, my lamp. I like the art as well, though it looks sad there all by itself.

I also work from home, and my office is… well… unappealing. I’ve got  two desks a few mismatched shelves and a dog crate. Throw in a few bulletin boards and you’ve pretty much got my mess of an office. I made the curtains by hand, though.

My bedroom is huge, and my furniture is not. I like my bed, but it’s full size and looks a bit puny. I’ve got an old loveseat/dog bed and a few other smallish items — including the aforementioned bedside tables. I have to say, though, I love my bedding and my curtains. In fact, the whole color scheme is lovely.

And let us not forget the projects. Like this wall hanging that I’d like to turn into a coffee table, and the hutch behind it that’s in desperate need of refinishing:

And don’t even get me started on my yard!

3 thoughts on “My Quest to Be a Guest on the Nate Berkus Show

  1. Simon says:

    Possibly. You do need to be careful. A lot of those shows send in the makeover team and the result looks like Zsa Zsa Gabor did it. Kirstie Allsop would be a good one to go for. She is very posh, just a few rungs down the ladder from the real Lords and Ladies.
    There you go. There’s another Fiona File for you. Another intruder. This one’s not after feet. He wants to redo your living room. Whether or not his actions make him a criminal is a matter of personal taste. Lazy opportunists in need of new wallpaper leave signs outside their houses: ‘Revamper, do my house next. I like pastel colours.’
    Why would somebody do this? I dunno, why does anyone do anything.

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