I spent the morning (read: 1:30 – 3:00pm) at Michele’s reading trashy fash-mags with her and Patrick and ripping them to shreds. Verbally, that is. I flip through these things so rarely. It really upsets me. Beyond the Gaultier ads, there’s really nothing in the slightest bit wholesome about these deplorable publications.
“All About Amy”—Amy is a 24 year old web designer who just bought her second home. After weighing the pros and cons responsibly, she opted to go for the breast augmentation procedure, and she feels more self-assured because of it.
Blech. Big, oogey, slimy blech.
To demonstrate pictorially my feelings on the fash-mag credos, here is a scan of a little series of ads ripped from Wired Magazine when I worked there a million years ago. It was quite the hit in its day…
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