Take Me To Church
I don't have the eloquence to write a social commentary on Oprah's speech at the Golden Globe awards and the Internet has probably said all there is to say on this. So instead, I'm here to spazz about Oprah, who's been around forever but made an even bigger dent this past week.
As I took off for a work trip on Monday morning, I caught Seth Meyer's opening monologue -- which I thought was amazing (complete with shout outs to the Pod Save America crew that helped with a joke). And with that, I thought, hey, not a bad way to start awards season.
Little had I known that when I landed in Kuala Lumpur, I check Twitter and it's a firestorm of #Oprah2020 gifs and just amazing quotes all around. As I waited for my car to take me to the office, I played her speech over and over and over again.
And wow, just wow. She knows how to give a great speech. It felt so appropriately timed and also so personal yet so all encompassing and inspiring that even if I wasn't necessarily the target market of the speech, I got something out of it. I felt uplifted.
But my favourite parts were when she called out Stedman (I love these two, and ship it forever) as her rock. Their relationship has always been fascinating to me because it takes a whole lot of man to be cool with being the "non-showbiz boyfriend" for a lack of a better word to freaking Oprah who needs no last name.
I wish someone could direct me to fanfic about these two, because they are adorable and their dynamics whenever they're out in public is something that makes me think -- that's 'couple goals' right there. That's a serious ask. Send the fanfic my way if you know of any.
Stedman looked like he was just in awe of this goddess in front of him and half the fun of watching Oprah's speech is looking at all the reaction shots in the audience of these Hollywood heavyweights just all crumbling at her feet.
For now, I'll have to get my dose of Oprah from her Super Soul Sundays podcast and by stalking her on social media -- my current favourite post is one where she calls Stedman (HoneyGraham). And maybe one day I can have a tenth of her eloquence and elegance and damn smarts. I wouldn't mind a Stedman or that dress, either.