Magazines and Me

you know how appealing they look.  so shiny, so new, so many pages to flip through.  so many stars, so many pictures, ads, and stories galore!

I read a lot of magazines.  at my worst, I only bought two at a time.  perhaps I am a magazine addict.  but for the pop-culture-icon-in-training, what better to use as a guide for the future?

it used to be limited to teen magazines, starting with seventeen.  then I went into teen, ym, and my favorite was the actually good sassy, until they ruined and then subsequently canceled that publication.  after the teen magazines began to become boring (and after so-so clones like teen people and jump! came out and infiltrated the market,) I got into other magazines.  women's magazines like allure, glamour, cosmo, vanity fair, and marie claire beckoned me with their happy covers and insights into life, like "How to Get Your Man to Pleasure You" or "How to Look 10 Pounds Lighter Without Dieting!"  

then came the music and entertainment magazines, the real deal, like us, spin, guitar world, and the granddaddy of them all, Rolling Stone.  I still love these the most, because they teach me so much about pop culture.  about stars.  about their lives, their loves, their clothes.  about little pop trivia.  

of course, due to insufficient funds and an actual life of my own, my magazine intake has been cut down.  I do still love a flip through the glossy pages of some happy little magazine and probably always will.

'zines are cool, too.  especially after I started pronouncing "'zine" right.