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The July Issue of DESTINY Magazine has one of our fave artists on the cover, Princess of Africa, YVONNE CHAKA CHAKA!! She is celebrating 25 years in the music industry this year. She tells Destiny Magazine how she’s made her mark not only as a singer, but also in business and, more recently, philanthropy….

Other highlights in the July issue include:

The Ex Files

Everyone has baggage and it’s hard not to take it into your new relationship. Here’s how to deal with your ex, and his…

Competition

Win one of seven TRUE RELIGION BRAND Jeans worth R5 500 each from Destiny Magazine! Seven readers can each win a pair of premium-quality True Religion denim jeans worth R5 500. To enter, SMS the words TRUE RELIGION to 34427 before 15 July 2010. (Each SMS costs R2.) Or enter online at: www.destinyconnect.com.

24-Page Beautiful Bride Report

For women who want to invest in making their big day as fairytale-perfect as possible…

If you have not done so, make sure your pick up your copy of the July issue of the Destiny Magazine…

How Fab Is Our Fave Princess, YVONNE CHAKA CHAKA!?!?

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Kudos to founder & Ndalo Media Managing Director, Khanyi Dhlomo on the birthday of their magazine, DESTINY Man. The South African publication which engages professional men on an intellectual and emotional level turns one year old this July!  And our favorite living legend (& one of my mentors) Nelson Madiba Mandela is featured on the cover.

Peep the fab cover…

Love that Madiba still inspires us to live our very best! He did!

The July issue also features the Wealth Report featuring South Africa’s richest men!

This special edition of DESTINY Man features some of South Africa’s biggest icons, including former President of South Africa, F.W. de Klerk, sharing his lessons learned; musician Hugh Masekela, on what makes an icon; and Integr8 Group joint CEO Rob Sussman. The bumper sports section includes exclusive interviews with Fifa World Player of the Year, Lionel Messi, and sporting icons Doctor Khumalo, Shaun Pollock, Chester Williams and Gary Player.

Says Khanyi Dhlomo: “The response to DESTINY Man over the past 12 months, has been good, despite a tough economic climate. With a limited choice of men’s magazines in the market at the time, advertisers welcomed the launch of the title, and we’ve received a great mix of international and local advertising since then. Reader feedback indicates we’re giving this sector exactly what they’ve been waiting for. This advertiser and reader support confirms that DESTINY Man caters for a market not currently serviced by any other print medium.”

The July-August issue goes on sale on 16 June 2010.

Your Thoughts On The Fabness That Is Destiny Man?!?!

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“I believe African women have the capacity, talent and entrepreneurship to become big business. We’re saying that women have the right to own big businesses.” – Graça Machel DESTINY MAGAZINE June 2010 issue

Internationally recognized humanitarian, former First Lady, British Dame – Graça Machel speaks exclusively to the South Africa’s DESTINY Magazine, about probably one of her most fulfilling roles yet….

Graça Machel seems perpetually immersed in her life’s passion – that of encouraging and inspiring young women to be the best they can be…

“I always offer myself presents for my birthday and when I turned 60, I gave myself my scholarship programme for young women. So maybe for my 65th year I can give myself a slightly selfish gift!”

The fab interview & shoot was done at the exquisite & stylish Saxon Hotel (Oprah has stayed there)…

More flicks from the June issue of DESTINY Magazine…

Dame Machel’s founded the New Faces New Voices Network, a grassroots collection of inspiring women leaders in the banking and broader economic world whom she’s tasked with manoeuvering into positions of power in the financial system around the continent in order to give it a more humane, sustainable way of operating. “There are people who believe that if women had been more involved in the financial system, we probably wouldn’t have had the crisis we did,” she says.

Here is a video clip of Dame Machel talking about her new organization at the recently ended African Women Economic Summit held in Nairobi, Kenya…

African Development Bank (AfDB) Group President, Donald Kaberuka’s message for the African Women Economic Summit…peep the vid: 

How much are we ♥’ing DESTINY Magazine’s profile of Dame Graca Machel ?

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In the June cover story for Vibe Magazine, (which comes out June 15th), the rap game’s barbie, Nicki Minaj talks candidly about her new-found fame, other female rappers & her rap-sounds….

“People don’t get when you’re off, or you’re having a bad day,” she says, obliquely referring to the photograph that bounced around the blogs of her hand- in-hand with P Diddy, looking especially miserable. The speculation was inevitable: Had she been crying? Was she just tired? Are they doing it?

“When I grew up I saw females doing certain things, and I thought I had to do that exactly,” she says. “The female rappers of my day spoke about sex a lot . . . and I thought that to have the success they got, I would have to represent the same thing. When in fact I didn’t have to represent the same thing.”

“I’m not abandoning the funny voices. I just did a crazy tribute to ODB’s ‘Shimmy Shimmy Ya,’” she says, perfectly impersonating the late Wu-Clansman. “But it’s coming up more with the album. I had a teacher in elementary who would stand on her table and whisper. We’d all turn around like, ‘What is this lunatic doing?’ But she would achieve what she wanted. She wanted us to stop talking and listen. I feel like I need to mellow it down so people can hear what I have to say.”

The other cover features Erykah Badu….

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I guess as Spring & Summer fast approach, the spirit of fabness is also spreading fast & wide! First uber fab singer & actress Jill Scott graces Essence magazine’s May issue. Which is also her birthday month! In addition to being mommy to 9-month old baby Jett, Jill has been keeping busy! First her new movie “Why Did I Get Married Too” featuring among others, Janet Jackson, Tyler Perry & Tasha Smith comes out this coming Friday. Remember she was lead actress in the HBO hit series “The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency“? We ♥‘ed her even more…

Super exciting is her upcoming 20-city U.S Arena tour with Maxwell which kicks off May 21st.  Also Jill talks about her new album in the works, “The Light of The Sun: Words & Sounds Vol.4“ , which hits stores later this year. Lovely this!

Over in South Africa, Miss Keri baby is on the cover of teen magazine, SEVENTEEN where she talks about her sophomore album! As you recall Keri Hilson toured South Africa with John Legend last year and recorded the FIFA 2010 World Cup-themed song “Oh Africa’ with Akon earlier this year! Peep the music vid below:

♥ this song! It actually grew on me!

Please leave your comments below & muchas gracias amigos!

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That I heart Tasha Smith is no secret! There is something real about her beyond her celebrity! Maybe it is the realism & grit that she brings to the characters she plays on the big screen (Tasha is starring in Tyler Perry’s Why Did I Get Married Too which is due out April 2nd). Or maybe its her candor! Whatever! Girlfriend is real and gets real in the newly revamped Hope For Women Magazine’s Spring Issue!

Hope For Women magazine is the first Christian lifestyle magazine to celebrate the diversity of women of faith. So geeked that the magazine is back in circulation because it gives a refreshing read to life issues that women from all walks of life face…so needed, so real!

In an exclusive cover story for the magazine, Tasha discusses her flourishing film career, her Tasha Smith Actors Workshop and her burgeoning career as an author. Here are a few excerpts from Tasha’s interview with Hope:

Tasha discusses how in the midst of personal struggles, she was led to the Lord:

“…the second I read the Word of God, it shone light in my heart as to who the Lord was. It is something you can’t explain in a natural, logical way because it is a spiritual experience.”

She talks about being a Christian in Hollywood:

“People can live anywhere if they understand who they are. My environment does not determine my faith. My experience of God determines my faith, so no matter where I am, I am still a Christian.”

And, how the Lord has taught her to dream big:

“If God can do anything above what I can dream or imagine, my job is to dream as big as I can because my God can do exceedingly above that!”

Hope for Women Magazine is out nationwide TODAY! So pick up your copy at bookstores & newsstands nearest you!

Do let us know what you think of this inspirational magazine when you pick up your copy. Would love to hear your thoughts! Muchas gracias!

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Both are hot & fab and are on magazine covers…peep them below!

This just in from the peeps over at Bella Naija regarding one of our favorite “IT” girls, Nollywood actress & singer, Omotola! She is on the cover of the Nigerian magazine, Elan’s Mother’s Day issue. Elan, the fashion insert of NEXT’s Sunday newspaper will be featuring Omotola on the cover and in the fashion spread for it’s mother’s day edition. On the cover, Omosexy strikes a pose in a colourful long sleeved puffed shoulder Ankara top with her hair in a upswept do. Omotola models in the magazine’s fashion insert with her son Micheal…go girl! Heart some Omosexy!

I just got my April issue of Essence Magazine & one of Hollywood’s “IT” girls is on the cover! Fab chic Zoe Saldana who rocked the big screen in Oscar-nominated blockbuster movie, Avatar is profiled.  Her cover story is titled “From A to Zoe…” where she talks about her live-in and longtime boyfriend Keith Britton & much more sizzling hot topics!

Make sure you pick up the magazines….Next if you are in Nigeria & Essence in the U.S

Don’t they both look amazing! Holla back & drop your comments below!

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Your dude, Drizza…

covers the February/March issue of Complex Magazine & he had some of this to say…

As smooth as your entry to the rap world was, you only stumbled when people questioned your choices, like the video for “Best I Ever Had.”

Drake: You can do something you believe in and people will still say, “This [bleep] is terrible!” But I still believe in Kanye’s vision. Maybe we didn’t do a great job with getting the point across—it was supposed to be a humorous video. When I read the comments, I was like, Man, I guess no one wants to laugh anymore. Everybody wants the fairy tale, you know?

How’s the atmosphere at Young Money now that Wayne is about to go to jail?

Drake: We don’t really talk about it. It’s surreal to me still. I guess on the day that it really happens, I’ll start thinking about what I gotta do. I wanna have a talk with Wayne and ask him what he needs from me.

You and Wayne share an ability to cross over to diverse groups. What do you think it is that attracts polar-opposite groups to enjoy your music? Is it the Young Money affiliation alone?

Drake: I’m not talking about a thousand rounds in a chopper or payin’ 24, 23. It’s just delivery. One of my favorite rappers in the world, Jeezy, is somebody who loves my music. For him to not only co-sign what I’m doing but also to want to make music with me is crazy. Wayne had this conversation with me like, “You’re in a position where you could be a star. Not just a rapper star. A true star.” Me being biracial, me being from Canada but having success in the States, I have all these moments in my life where I’m jumping roof to roof. Black to white. Singing and rapping. My mom’s friends listen to my music and don’t feel weird about it. They feel weird listening to Wayne.

At the moment, you’re in Atlanta working on Thank Me Later, but mentioned you still need to get in the studio with Wayne.

Drake: Me and Wayne have done so much already, but if anybody has a repeat feature on this album, it’d probably be Wayne. We have a formula, a musical bond that works when we come together. I just wanna do it super-big—bigger than “Every Girl,” bigger than “Best I Ever Had.” I’d love to have a number-one record with Wayne. That’s the only record on the album that I think that way about.

Peep the behind-the-scenes footage of the photo-shoot!

You can read the entire interview with Drake at Complex.

Is he the best rapper you’ve ever heard? Sound off peeps! Leave your comments below!

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If you have not gotten your Ebony Magazine yet…Kimora, hubby Djimon & baby Kenzo Lee are on the cover for the Feb issue.

Here are excerpts of Kimora and Djimon’s cover story in next month’s Ebony Magazine…

Djimon on Kimora: “She turned around and said, ‘Hi, my name is Kimora Lee,’ and I said ‘Right, you don’t need to introduce yourself. I am quite aware of who you are.’…We were having a deep conversation about our families, about kids, about this and that…And then the eyes meet….and I realized, there’s so much more to her. I never thought she would be as grounded as she seemed that night…As I was giving her my number, I said, ‘Well, I hope you would enjoy the number for something other than your fashion shows or get-together’s or parties…First thing in the morning, I sent her a text. I wanted to catch her because she was to leave and go back to New York. I wanted to get, as we say, a good conversation in before she took off. I sent a text and said, ‘Hey, if you are up for dinner…’ And that’s how we started it.

I said to her, ‘You’re one very successful woman. You have it great. You have two kids. You are married to one of the most iconic men in the world (Kimora and Russell were separated before she and Djimon met). What else could you need? Or want?’

I was much more skeptical of where she was coming from than I was about what I had to offer. I realized that she was looking for a great foundation as far as relationships are concerned and that really hit me. No woman has ever made me feel the way she makes me feel. She makes me dream big.”

Aaaawww!!!

Kimora on Djimon: “He’s just different. I can’t explain it. If you meet Djimon, to know his personality and his sentiment. (she sighs)

I don’t know. He’s just different spiritually. I just never would have thought a life could be possible like this. Me and Djimon can be in a room full of people or we can be in a room alone and we maintain a connection. I feel like he’s my long-lost friend. Something about him is really nourishing for my soul and makes me very happy. I don’t feel like I’m keeping up with any Joneses. I don’t feel like my hair or my clothes have to be a certain way. I don’t feel like I need anything. I feel like I’m more than a complete person, Djimon really completes me. I feel like my life has fallen into the right place in a great way. I’ve been very slow and deliberate, and I feel like it has paid off for me in ways that I could not have imagined.”

That’s African men for you…[smile] Happy for her!

Djimon on Russell Simmons: “Russell was absolutely supportive of us. Most important was Russell’s concern about his kids and his ex-wife and their well-being. So when all appeared to be good, he came with absolutely open arms to me.”

Ok, I am really liking this Djimon! A man amongst men!

Today, everything’s copacetic with all parties involved. Kimora is building a bicoastal life with Djimon and her three children that actively involves Russell. He and his current girlfriend joined the family at their newly built home in Los Angeles for Thanksgiving. Kimora says she and Russell will be friends forever…

Ok, so my contention is that most people [particulary in the U.S] do not recognize the marriage Kimora & Djimon had in Benin, Africa. He took Kimora to his village in Benin where in the company of about 200 members of Djimon’s family including the matriarch of his family, his eldest sister [Djimon's parents are both deceased], and the girls, Ming Lee & Aoki Lee, they had a commitment ceremony. Don’t know if he paid lobola/roora/bride price for Kimora…but they had a traditional African wedding ceremony.

I mean marriage ceremonies in Africa are just as legit! And as far as Djimon, Kimora and the children are concerned, they are married!

So there! Leave your comments below dudes & dudettes!

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Oh boy! Here is the picture of Tiger Woods‘ cover of the February 2010 Vanity Fair issue. The cover story is below! [ps, it is a long piece] but peeks into the elusive world of Tiger…

When Tiger Woods finally fell from his pedestal—the car crash, the angry wife, the tales of kinky extramarital sex, the link to a controversial sports doctor—it was one of the greatest recorded drops in popularity of any nonpolitical figure. Given Woods’s impenetrable mask of perfection, and the hints of trouble from one strange glimpse behind it, the revelations were inevitable and very, very costly. Annie Leibovitz catches the icon, pre-scandal, in prophetic isolation, while the author finds the clues in the wreckage.

It wasn’t until after the early-morning hours of November 27—when Tiger Woods got into his Cadillac Escalade closely trailed by a golf club carried by his likely very furious wife, drove his car far less distance than he putts a golf ball, and hit a fire hydrant—that the tens of millions of us who admired him suddenly came to a realization: this was the first time we had ever seen him do something human, except perhaps for when, at the Buick Open last year, he was caught on video shaking his leg, apparently farting, and then grinning like a frat boy.

We know all too well the unraveling that has gone on since the crash. Tiger’s little car ride was as pregnant with imminent implosion as the one taken by another sports celebrity on the San Diego Freeway, followed by a convoy of Los Angeles police cars, in 1994. Tiger’s story has been driven by sex, tons of it, in allegedly all different varieties: threesomes in which he greatly enjoyed girl-on-girl, and mild S&M (featuring hair-pulling and spanking); $60,000 pay-for-sex escort dates; a quickie against the side of a car in a church parking lot; a preference for porn stars and nightclub waitresses, virtually all of them with lips almost as thick as their very full breasts; drug-bolstered encounters designed to make him even more of a conquistador (Ambien, of all things); immature sex-text messages (“Send me something naughty … Go to the bathroom and take [a picture],” “I will wear you out … When was the last time you got [laid]?”); soulful confessions that he got married only for image and was bored with his wife; regular payments of between $5,000 and $10,000 each month to keep his harem quiet. It’s all there and more in what is the greatest single fall in popularity of a nonpolitician in the history of public-opinion surveys: a drop in approval from 87 percent in 2005 to 33 percent, with an unfavorable rating of 57 percent, according to a recent USA Today/Gallup poll.

But why? When soccer player David Beckham was rumored to have been in sexual trouble, it may have been disappointing to his fans, but it was hardly surprising. Beckham just had the look of someone who was born to screw around. The same with Alex Rodriguez. The same with Kobe Bryant. (Is there a player in pro basketball who doesn’t screw around?) The same also with Bill Clinton and John Edwards and David Duchovny and Colorado minister Ted Haggard.

But not Tiger Woods. In an age of constant gotcha and exposure, he had always been the bionic man in terms of personality, controlling to a fault and controlled to a fault, smiling with humility and showing those pearly white teeth in victory or defeat, sui generis in the world of pro golf, where even fellow pros and other insiders didn’t really know him, because he didn’t want anybody to know him. With Woods, everything was crafted to produce a man of nothing, with no interior—non-threatening and non-controversial.

I’m aware if I’m playing at my best I’m tough to beat …
It will always be the ball and me …
No matter how good you get you can always get better …
My main focus is on my game …

That was Tiger Woods, all of which made him the perfect man and pitchman for our imperfect times, a charming nonperson.

In the movie Up in the Air, George Clooney’s character, Ryan Bingham, travels nearly 330 days a year to fire people with a sympathetic look on his face. He lives his life in airports, and his very emptiness, masked by calculated caring and aphorisms, makes him effective. So it was with Woods, making millions of dollars for endorsing a consulting company called Accenture with smooth and sophisticated ads emphasizing the noble but totally nebulous concept of “high performance.”

But even Ryan Bingham is ultimately no match for Woods. “To know me is to fly with me,” Bingham says at one point, and there is truth in that. But there was no way of ever knowing Tiger Woods—not in golf, beyond witnessing the machine-like relentlessness that made him the most remarkable athlete of our time, and not outside of golf, because he never showed any real part of himself off the course, never stepping outside of the cocoon that he and his handlers, primarily International Management Group, had created. Nothing was left to chance, not even his wardrobe during major tournaments, a careful mix of dark pants and golf shirt and hat picked out in consultation with Nike. He had the trappings of a life: a beautiful blonde wife, Elin Nordegren, who was a former Swedish model; a little boy and a little girl; an obligatory mansion in Florida, outside Orlando. But so much of it now seems like requisite window dressing, props for the further crafting of image and garnering of those hundreds of millions of dollars in endorsements—Nike, Gillette, Gatorade, Tag Heuer, AT&T. It now seems that when he returned home after a tournament and vanished back inside his gated community, the persona he left behind, the one he so obsessively presented to the public, was as empty as Bingham’s Omaha apartment, pieces of furniture without any meaning, a life without meaning.

There was no way of ever knowing Tiger Woods—beyond witnessing the machine-like relentlessness that made him remarkable.

At the end of Up in the Air, Clooney realizes the error of his ways, that a life shielding human emotion is not worth living, that not everything can be controlled or should be controlled. But Woods, to the bitter end and with a kind of hubris that revealed his fundamental arrogance, still felt he could beat the tidal wave back. When he was taken to the hospital for injuries, a fake name was used. When the highway patrol came knocking, he refused to speak to them for three straight days. It was only when his paramours started pouring out of every cupboard like tenement cockroaches that Tiger expressed some sort of awareness that he was in deep shit, though he did not do so in person but on his Web site. He must have thought the merest acknowledgment of impropriety would be some type of antidote: he was Tiger. For the second time in his life he badly estimated, just as he had a few days earlier when he apparently thought that most fans would accept the story that his wife had a golf club in hand to free him from his Escalade instead of trying to beat the hell out of him for his infidelity. Once again it was sheer arrogance from a 33-year-old man—not “a kid,” as his I.M.G. agent, Mark Steinberg, still idiotically calls him—who continued to think he could fool the world.

There was once, in fact, a sustained glimpse of the real Tiger Woods. In 1997, Charles Pierce, writing for GQ, got inside. Tiger was 21 at the time, on the eve of winning his first of four Masters. For somebody who at the age of two had appeared on The Mike Douglas Show (where, with a perfect swing, he miraculously hit a stunning shot into the center of a net), he seemed remarkably naïve and remarkably stupid about the ways of the media. The interview was largely a series of profane quips by Tiger, such as “What I can’t figure out is why so many good-looking women hang around baseball and basketball. Is it because, you know, people always say that, like, black guys have big dicks?” At another moment, during a photo shoot where four women attended to his every need and flirted with him as he flirted back, he told a joke: He rubbed the tips of his shoes together and then asked the women, “What’s this?” They were stumped. “It’s a black guy taking off his condom.”

There came another joke about why two lesbians always get to where they are going faster than two gay guys: because the lesbians are always going 69. Pierce’s interview, which he taped, was the only honest and open one Woods has ever given. After that the steel wall of insulation came down, spearheaded by I.M.G.

Joe Logan, who covered golf and the P.G.A. tour for 14 years for The Philadelphia Inquirer and saw Woods play close to a hundred times, invariably observed the same thing whenever Tiger appeared at a press conference during a tournament: he came into the room with an entourage that included several security officials from the P.G.A., Mark Steinberg, and often Nordegren, after they got married in 2004. An almost imperceptible nod would come from Steinberg to begin, and a half-hour of questions and answers would start. Some pro golfers, such as Phil Mickelson, wear their hearts on their sleeves during these sessions. Mickelson could talk candidly about his game and the impact of his wife’s having breast cancer. He could also be snarky and pissy. Never Tiger.

“Tiger learned very well to talk forever and say nothing,” said Logan, a co-founder of a Web site called MyPhillyGolf.com, which covers the game both nationally and in the Philadelphia region. For Woods, Logan remembered, an emotional response to a flawless round was “I had a pretty good day.” He never got rude or rattled. He never got irritated with a stupid question, in large part because he knew the camera was always on him. The press conference would go on until Steinberg would give another nearly imperceptible nod that it was over. Afterward, Logan, like other golf writers, would walk out and realize that virtually nothing Woods had said, whatever the cordiality, was usable.

During a tournament, it was not unusual for Logan and fellow writers to go out to dinner and see other golfers, who would at least acknowledge them. But not Tiger. Once a round was over, he did not linger. He often stayed in private houses during tournaments, and the rumor during one British Open was that he took out the existing furniture and moved in his own.

If he was unknowable to writers who covered him, he was equally unknowable to virtually all the other golfers on the tour. They admired him and were thankful for him. They knew of his remarkable 71 P.G.A. victories during his 13-year pro career. They knew he had won 14 major tournaments, leaving him only 4 behind the record set by Jack Nicklaus. Most important, they knew that purses for P.G.A. tournaments had gone from $71 million in 1996 to $279 million in 2008, virtually all of the increase attributable to Woods. But there was always an arm’s-length relationship, this sense that Woods as a golfer was superhuman and they were not, though he was always affable, never antagonistic. Early on, he had learned that one of the rules of pro golf is to conform, a commandment only heightened in his case by his being black in a white man’s game. “He tried to present himself as a normal person,” said Michael Bamberger, a senior writer for Sports Illustrated, who has covered Woods’s career. “What seems clear now is that he lived a very abnormal life all his life in a sport in which guys are very conventional, and if you are not conventional you get ostracized right away.” Whatever demons lurked, he kept them well hidden. Too well hidden.

In the wake of the steamy revelations, Logan, like the general public, feels that Tiger willfully, and fraudulently, created an image designed to make him as much money as possible: “He held himself out to a higher standard he created and built and cashed in on. Everyone feels duped and betrayed. It’s not like some guy who got drunk and jumped in the sack with some waitress.”

With the number of alleged paramours reaching 14 as of mid-December (a figure bound to multiply), it is safe to say that behind the non-accessible accessibility and seemingly perfect marriage to a beautiful woman was a sex addict who could not get enough. There is nothing wrong with that, given that the opportunities for Tiger were endless. But it is hard not to conclude that the only reason he got married was to burnish that precious image even more, family man on the outside and what Logan calls “this whole alternate life” on the inside. Even Hugh Hefner publicly disapproved of Woods’s behavior, decrying not that he had sex with other women but that he tried to lie and cheat his way through his liaisons without manning up to the fact that the marriage wasn’t working.

It was the age-old clash of image versus reality, the compartmentalization of two different lives that inevitably merge, whoever you are.

Things are only continuing to cascade downward for Woods. Sexcapades aside, the most damning blow to his reputation may well be his link to Anthony Galea, a doctor who has been charged in Canada with trying to smuggle an unapproved drug into the country. In the United States, Galea is reportedly suspected by federal officials of dispensing illegal human-growth-hormone drugs to athletes, an allegation he denies. According to news accounts, Woods saw the doctor on several occasions to aid his recovery from knee surgery. There is no proof that Woods took performance enhancers, and sources say Woods is not part of the federal investigation, though as far back as 2007, sportswriters covering him could not help but notice that from the back he was beginning to look like Barry Bonds. But since he was Tiger Woods, they gave him a free pass. Now, whether Tiger is innocent or not, suspicion will linger. There have also been reports that his wife plans to leave him despite Woods’s frantic attempt to keep the marriage intact with what the New York Post called a $5 million “re-signing” bonus. Going forward, it is impossible to trust the motives of Woods on anything, whether he wants to be married for real or to reclaim an image so bloodied that his endorsement career is almost certainly over.

The swirling question is if, and when, he will return to golf. Most observers think he will, but with companies such as Accenture, Gillette, and Tag Heuer basically fleeing for the hills, he would simply be a golfer trying to win a tournament. His focus is such that he can likely still win, whatever the insanity surrounding him, but life will be different. Donald Trump thinks he will come back “bigger than ever,” a sure sign the opposite will happen.

In the end it was the age-old clash of image versus reality, the compartmentalization of two different lives that inevitably merge at some certain point, whoever you are. He exhibited the same superhuman confidence off the golf course that he exhibited on it, apparently convinced he would never be caught despite the stupid sloppiness at the end—text messages, voice-mail messages. He deluded himself into thinking he could be something that he wasn’t: untouchable. The greatest feat of his career is that he managed to get away with it for so long in public, the bionic man instead of the human one who hit a fire hydrant.

Photo / Source: Vanity Fair