I was a boy with one dream and one dream only: I wanted - no, strike that, I was desperate for - a room of my own. You see, in those days I shared a room with my little brother, Jesse, and it wasn't pretty. He was the Oscar to my Felix: messy, careless, and just a little bit sticky - exactly the way a kindergartner is supposed to be.
Nate BerkusGo outside! I mean, even leaves from a park are beautiful in a clear glass vase. I'd rather see that than fake anything any day.
Nate BerkusEverywhere in my house are these little things that have meanings and make me think of great memories.
Nate BerkusI can look at a photo and the dimensions of any piece and tell you if it's going to sit well with the four other pieces in your room.
Nate BerkusAs a designer, everything is always about aesthetics mixed in with functionality and having that visual appeal. But you learn fast as a new parent with an infant that if itโs not deeply practical as well, then forget about it. Style wise, I wanted to design items that would work well in any nursery - regardless of gender.
Nate BerkusI knew that I was a gay boy fairly early; what was interesting to me was that my mother didnโt know. She made me play baseball - I had no desire to do that. I said, โMom, I donโt like direct sunlight, I donโt like bugs, I donโt like grass, and Iโd rather be in the house playing with your fabric samples.โ
Nate Berkus