magazines, we need more from you

I'm pissed at magazines. Yep, I said it. For almost half my life, I've wanted to work for one (and I did - an internship), but I was rather particular. I wanted to work somewhere that told the truth; that displayed fashion as art; that wrote about meaningful issues and current events.

I didn't fully realize before now because I was just too in awe of these illustrious magazine empires. They have such wide reach, a loyal following of young girls, and demand for more, month after month. But as I sit here and look at my Lucky magazine tell me, in it's smart shopper's sourcebook, that I should check a site's shipping rates before I purchase anything, I wonder if those writers give any credit to readers' common. Or an my marie claire scream "Look thinner, younger, richer...on the new GREEN DIET," when the article makes no mention of any of those superficial reasons to go green and proceeds to tell the "Up-and-Coming Greenie" that you should avoid vendors at farmer's markets who don't sell organic. Isn't buying local enough? Can we give people some credit? And hasn't this article been published about 100 times in your magazine already?

Now I must clarify that it's the content, not the design or artistic direction, of the magazines that's starting to get to me. After all, I do find plenty of inspiration there for my own work. But I don't always have to like what I'm reading.

Ok, my rant is over. And it may not even be a completely sound argument, but I'm putting it out there.

Aside from that, happy Saturday. :)






Hopefully, I'll be back with some more upbeat content later.