Women’s Magazines: The End of a Love Story

All my life, I’ve loved women’s magazines. As a kid, I poured over them, searching for new hairstyles and make-up tricks, even before I was allowed to wear make-up. Of course, I scrutinized and practiced every single diet tip I found, no matter how odd!!!!!

The minute I was old enough, I got my own subscriptions, which I’ve kept to this day – because until recently, I’ve loved these magazines dearly. Currently, I receive Elle, Vogue, Marie Claire, Harper’s Bazaar, Glamour, Allure,Oprah and probably a couple of others I can’t remember.

My feminist friends scoff at me. When I lived with my brother, I think it embarrassed my sister that they arrived at the house.

Many years ago, I took a Vogue magazine on a chartered bus to a Pro-choice rally in Washington. The women on the bus glared me, and my embarrassed friend asked me to put it away.

Now suddenly, I notice, the magazines arrive and pile up in a corner, untouched. I no longer have any interest. And why would I – half the time I forget to comb my hair, I rarely wear make-up AND I never diet…

I realize this new disinterest has happened as I have stopped worrying about my weight. The magazines begin to look vapid and silly. All the women in them are skinny – something I don’t aspire to be. They’re young – something I am not. And they’re wearing clothes meant for a woman of a different age with a different body and of different means.

They’re kind of the antithesis of who I am now. Okay, now back to my book.

8 thoughts on “Women’s Magazines: The End of a Love Story

  1. Bravo! I was giddy to get these types of magazines for a year or two out of college, and quickly realised at 6’4″ and unconventional in nearly every way, there was nothing in those magazines that inspired me or spoke to me. So I traded them in for a subscription to Smithsonian to feed my brain! ๐Ÿ˜‰

    I am so impressed and proud of you!!! What you write has such value rings true to me with a sister who suffers from an eating disorder and having tried to be a good friend to many friends who suffered.

    I strive to be a balanced “healthy”… sometimes succeed, sometimes fail, but all about balance and maintaining equipoise in this crazy world.!! xoxo


      1. Melissa… thanks.. it’s a journey and evolution I suppose… but I hope I never really attain “normalcy”… what fun would that be… ๐Ÿ™‚


    1. Indeed. It’s interesting tho – I didn’t purposely stop reading them. I just lost interest when I started not caring about my weight. Thanks for writing. Always so good to hear from you ๐Ÿ™‚


  2. Like you, I just loved all those magazines. Had a stack of them on the coffee table which I would peruse through quite happily for a couple of hours. When I was a young teenager I recall two things that I read that always stuck in my mind. One was an article on how Princess Caroline of Monaco did her hair to make it look so glamorous (I tried the technique but, alas, to no avail). The second article which really had an impact me was one about Brooke Shields. It was the time when that movie Blue Lagoon came out. There was a photo of her in a bikini on some yacht and the article said something like “Oh, look, Brooke has cellulite. Makes the rest of us feel normal”. I had never heard of cellulite but by that article alone it planted a seed inside me that made me believe that I was unattractive if I ever developed cellulite. These days I never read them and I finally don’t give a toss about any cellulite I have.


  3. I tried EVERY hairstyle. I think we have somewhat similar hair (?) – NONE of the sleek styles worked and I felt sort of less than. In fact, everything in those magazines made me feel less than.

    By the way, didn’t Princess Caroline suffer from alopecia and lose her hair? Odd, right – we envy someone else for something that they later don’t even have. During certain years, she probably wished she had YOUR hair.


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