What can YOU say in six sentences?
In one of my regular industry updates, I read that the top six magazine pubs consist of two travel mags, two wedding glossies, one weight loss monthly, and one fine publication about handguns. Something about that set me to giggling.
As a country, I assume we all want to sail away to tropical islands to escape our nine-to-five jobs that have become seven-to-ten jobs, but attain the trappings of marriage, as long it involves a gorgeous Vera Wang and party favors with our embossed initials.
Unfortunately, when we marry, we get fat and happy which certainly isn’t acceptable, hence the need to push ourselves to the perfectly cut, painstakingly lean body of a model living on yogurt and celery only to have an affair with someone commenting on our newly touted beauty or be so hungry-bitchy that we drive our poor spouses away. It is only then that the need for handguns should arise to shoot the adulterer, the imperfect self, the messenger, or the chicken that crossed the road in front of us on the 5th day of the celery diet.
Not that I’ve seen this happen, or anything…