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Wiley, my main weasel-

Lately I’ve been doing more of my serious reading- Nylon, Esquire, Interview and the like.

I’ve noticed these respectable publications often show women with their pants unzipped and un-buttoned.  I think we have demystified the crotchal area enough already, with talk of landing strips and what not.  So, what’s the dealio with that haggard Mischa Barton sitting there trying to look like a pre-Bush Fabio-ette on a Harlequin novel?

 

Dear CW-

I, too, noticed this trend.  And let me tell you, it looks a little, well, dumb.  Women posing in men’s undies or in men’s pants with the tops of their thingies exposed.  My theory is that these choices by oh-so hip editors and art directors is to appeal to the gay in all of us. 

Dopey chicks in dude outfits, looking like Bugs Bunny directly after swallowing a rufie.  Is this not the fodder to produce metro-sexual drool?  – which is then harvested and sold for 5 cents an ounce?

We’ll steal copies of these rags instead of the dollar a month they try to make us pay to look at their same, tired adds of the same, tired celebutantes.  No more brave zines actually exposing real people who do something who aren’t mass produced by publicists.