I was momentarily stunned to see Victoria Beckham in that sci-fi leotard peering out of my mailbox. When did I start subscribing to Marie Claire? I only recognized that cover because it illustrated most of the Jezebel posts about the fatties debacle.
(Maura Kelly is a name that’s popped up over the years and I’ve remembered it because she’s one of those women who writes in prominent publications about topics that others would be stuck blogging about for free. I was torn over one essay about prematurely graying and felt like judging her harshly for dyeing even though I have succumbed, myself. More disconcerting was lasering off all of her body hair to avoid gray pubes. Something that I hadn't even thought about being in my future, thanks. She also got into lukewarm water last year with an anti-child piece in the Guardian. I’m still not clear why she had a weekly column in a British newspaper.)
Then I remembered. Last month I found a coupon code in my 44-pack of Wal-Mart Always Ultra-Thins for a free magazine. There were three lady mag choices and Marie Claire seemed like the least offensive. How could I have known?! Can I read it or should I throw it out in protest?
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