I was excited, to say the least, when I received a phone call from the Dr. Phil show. I’ve watched the show on and off for the past seven years, but I didn’t really realize its magnitude until I started doing a little research. And then when I fully understood how BIG the opportunity was, it rattled me. I became a little nervous.
The process worked like this. First, they asked me a lot of questions and I did my best to supply them with the answers they were looking for. The next thing I knew, I was giving wardrobe my shirt and shoe sizes and we were discussing hotel and travel dates. But my appearance on the show had yet to be confirmed. Was I in or out? I knew they were talking to other people because one of my colleagues had received the same call! Although I was thrilled, I had to prepare myself that there was a great chance that the opportunity would fall through. It’s just safer to accept that nothing is for sure. And even if I did get on the show, they could easily cut my segment out. The week went on and we kept moving forward. Sure enough, they gave me the green light! James and I were off to LA.
They put us up in really nice hotel near the Paramount lot and sure enough, the limo rolled up at six a.m. the next morning. Let me just say that every clich? you’ve imagined about the television industry is real – and it’s great. We were taken to the filming lot and given passes. The mild celebrity treatment is just fun. I had my own dressing room with my name on it. The food was out, but it was hard to eat anything.
The next thing I knew, I was in hair and make-up. They take you back and kinda spray you down and check if you look okay. The make-up looks and feels so heavy, but I guess it works out on screen. Everyone is incredibly organized and professional. I was basically just like a kid in a candy store – thrilled to be there and ready for anything. In the make-up room, I’m seated across from the woman whose storyline is the focus of today’s show. She believes that Victoria’s Secret has used one of her ideas for their new bras. She’s looking at me and I’m looking at her, but we both just smile. I’d done some homework about her story but she didn’t really know who I was and I wasn’t about to go into great detail. I had been asked to come in as an expert in the field and offer my commentary.
To be continued…