The Big O
So Oprah Winfrey is sharing the cover of her magazine. Finally.
It's not enough that she has a TV show Mondays thru Fridays. Not enough that she's now become one of those one-name celebrities, who could just sign a check "Oprah" and every bank in the country would know it came from her. Not enough that she has a magazine that sports her initial.
The Big O.
There are three Big Os that I've known in my life. There was basketball great Oscar Robertson. There's that thing that the luckiest of women sometimes get to enjoy. And there's Oprah.
For a lot of women, Oprah takes care of that other Big O, I think -- the one not involving Oscar Robertson.
No, it hasn't been enough for Ms. Winfrey, all that. She has to stick herself on the cover of every danged issue of "O" Magazine.
I've always thought that was weird.
What kind of insatiable ego needs to be splashed on the cover of every issue of her own magazine? What kind of ego needs to HAVE their own magazine?
But I'll let Ms. Winfrey -- notice I'm boycotting Oprah here -- slide on the "having a magazine" part. Rachael Ray has one, too, that sports her name.
But Ms. Winfrey was the first. Even John Kennedy Jr., when he started a mag, called it "George".
It's called "O", Ms. Winfrey. We know it's yours. We get it. But with each cover, with each posed shot of Ms. Winfrey, you'd think that every issue is about HER.
Oh well -- at least she's saving her editorial staff from wringing their hands over who to put on the cover. And folks in the business will tell you that who gets the cover can be a battle that rages and divides.
So Ms. Winfrey is maybe fostering internal harmony, saving her staff from that gut-wrenching decision every month.
Naaaah.
It's all about her.
That's OK -- Ms. Winfrey has helped plenty of folks. Not gonna deny that. If you don't believe me, why, just ask her.
Word is -- with snapshots to prove it -- that Ms. Winfrey is, finally, going to be sharing the cover of her latest issue. With First Lady Michelle Obama.
Another Big O.
It took a first lady of Michelle Obama's magnitude to get Ms. Winfrey to edge over half an inch so they could work another person into the shot.
I would have been more impressed, however, if Ms. Winfrey let Michelle have the cover all to her lonesome.
HA!
Maybe Ms. Winfrey could have some fun and take a cue from Hugh Hefner and Playboy. On every cover, Hef has the art people place a tiny Playboy bunny logo, hidden or otherwise blended into the artwork. Part of the fun for readers -- though not nearly as much fun as what's inside, natch -- is to find the bunny logo. Hef's been doing that for decades.
So how about "spot Ms. Winfrey" on every cover?
Her tiny head hidden somewhere. That would be great fun.
I might even be inclined to at least pick up her magazine. Which is more than what I do now.
Of course, I'm not Ms. Winfrey's demographic. The only Big O I can have is an Oreo cookie every now and again.
Not that I'm complaining. About that.
It's not enough that she has a TV show Mondays thru Fridays. Not enough that she's now become one of those one-name celebrities, who could just sign a check "Oprah" and every bank in the country would know it came from her. Not enough that she has a magazine that sports her initial.
The Big O.
There are three Big Os that I've known in my life. There was basketball great Oscar Robertson. There's that thing that the luckiest of women sometimes get to enjoy. And there's Oprah.
For a lot of women, Oprah takes care of that other Big O, I think -- the one not involving Oscar Robertson.
No, it hasn't been enough for Ms. Winfrey, all that. She has to stick herself on the cover of every danged issue of "O" Magazine.
I've always thought that was weird.
What kind of insatiable ego needs to be splashed on the cover of every issue of her own magazine? What kind of ego needs to HAVE their own magazine?
But I'll let Ms. Winfrey -- notice I'm boycotting Oprah here -- slide on the "having a magazine" part. Rachael Ray has one, too, that sports her name.
But Ms. Winfrey was the first. Even John Kennedy Jr., when he started a mag, called it "George".
It's called "O", Ms. Winfrey. We know it's yours. We get it. But with each cover, with each posed shot of Ms. Winfrey, you'd think that every issue is about HER.
Oh well -- at least she's saving her editorial staff from wringing their hands over who to put on the cover. And folks in the business will tell you that who gets the cover can be a battle that rages and divides.
So Ms. Winfrey is maybe fostering internal harmony, saving her staff from that gut-wrenching decision every month.
Naaaah.
It's all about her.
That's OK -- Ms. Winfrey has helped plenty of folks. Not gonna deny that. If you don't believe me, why, just ask her.
Word is -- with snapshots to prove it -- that Ms. Winfrey is, finally, going to be sharing the cover of her latest issue. With First Lady Michelle Obama.
Another Big O.
It took a first lady of Michelle Obama's magnitude to get Ms. Winfrey to edge over half an inch so they could work another person into the shot.
I would have been more impressed, however, if Ms. Winfrey let Michelle have the cover all to her lonesome.
HA!
Maybe Ms. Winfrey could have some fun and take a cue from Hugh Hefner and Playboy. On every cover, Hef has the art people place a tiny Playboy bunny logo, hidden or otherwise blended into the artwork. Part of the fun for readers -- though not nearly as much fun as what's inside, natch -- is to find the bunny logo. Hef's been doing that for decades.
So how about "spot Ms. Winfrey" on every cover?
Her tiny head hidden somewhere. That would be great fun.
I might even be inclined to at least pick up her magazine. Which is more than what I do now.
Of course, I'm not Ms. Winfrey's demographic. The only Big O I can have is an Oreo cookie every now and again.
Not that I'm complaining. About that.
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