I was excited to get the October issue of Elle magazine- it’s their 25th anniversary issue, and has photos from the 80s, covers reproduced, pictures . . . I love vintage magazines so I was thrilled. But “reading” it I was disappointed. There was really nothing I would call interesting; nothing to grab me. Maybe I really have gotten too old for fashion mags, though I don’t think it has to do with my age. I should say too jaded for fashion mags. I’ve seen too much, thought too many thoughts. Been let down by the promise of the seductive, glossy, colorful cover too many times.
I still subscribe to Elle because I can’t let that last thread go, and because I arguably like having an insight into current culture (though, as previously stated, I almost never care). They have good articles on psychology, sex and health. If you can get past the stinking perfume samples. I used to subscribe to Vogue, but came to believe that magazine is an elitist fantasy produced by elitist snobs. Elle is more democratic. And I leave my old issues at the Laundromat for other people, so at least they get recycled.
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