What happens to a woman who loses her self, her voice, her aspirations and her identity and then must watch it get played out in the white hot light of a media cyclone?
She can call OPRAH for support. Okay? Girlfriend, call Oprah, go to her compound and let her fill you with big, Oprah-sized ideas about your life's possibilities. The thing about being a Kennedy, about being one of America's Royal Class, about being a gazillionaire, is that you can actually do anything. Anything. You could buy a news network and anchor every single show. Who else can do what you can do? We're all watching now. The Muddenator is off your wings!