Back in 1998, just before I launched the teen magazine that would take up 14 years of my life, I was editing one-shot issues on celebrities, everyone from Madonna to Princess Diana (one million sold of an updated version that we published a few days after her death) to Leonardo DiCaprio.
The Leo magazine was made up of about $10,000 worth of never-seen images shot of a teen Leo. The shooter was nice to deal with, and seemed to have had great access to an array of young stars. After we published, I received an irate phone call from a girl demanding to know how I'd gotten the photos. When I explained we'd bought them from the photographer and named him, she simmered down.
That irate caller was Soleil Moon Frye.
For that Leo issue, I was asked to appear on E.T.
They never quite understood the idea of a one-shot magazine, thinking instead we were launching a regular magazine that would be about Leo every month. I gave up trying to explain and let them have their way.
It was a thrill, even though I was mortified to be seen at my peak weight of [mumbles digits]. I remember being in a room, not even a real studio, and being asked a few questions, then that was it. The night it was aired, I was excited that Jann Carl actually said my name (not just IDing me as the editor). I worried about how I looked, so I asked José if I looked fat.
Infamously, he replied: “...Bloated.”
He wasn't lying!
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