Women’s Magazines and Advertising
I must have been living under a rock.
My wife is doing some random scrapbook type art for her classroom. She’s got a bunch of women’s magazines out that she’s using to cut patterns out of. I see the Marie Claire that has the words “HOT SEX” written on the front of it, and of course, being male and horny (I know, that’s redundant), I picked it up to see if I could find a table of contents to look up said article.
Flip, flip, flip. I counted 20 pages before I even hit real content. And even then, I’m pretty sure it was only a half page of the “Editor’s” (and I use that term loosely) page. Mounds and mounds of advertising. I guess someone needs to keep the advertising industry in business. This magazine could keep one designer busy constantly for 24 hours for a year straight – and this is just a single month’s issue.
Not to mention the piss-poor images of what a woman “should be.” But that’s an entry that would be filed under Rants.
