We already know that fashion mags make us feel bad. But every year Vogue publishes a shape issue every April and every year I buy it, hoping that it will illustrate some sort of enlightenment happening in the fashion world or that it will positively change my own view of myself. This year was not quite as disappointing as years past, but it left a lot to be desired.
First off, it seemed like every time a woman was noted as thin, the statement was followed by how much she loved and ate food. It just felt a little conspicuous.
I guess I just want to flip through a fashion mag, whose self proclaimed theme is the diversity of the female form, and see well, some diversity. All the women except the one beautiful plus size model seem quite thin too me. And somehow in the pages of Vogue even Scarlett Johansson looks less curvaceous. How did they do that? We learn from the pages of Vogue that even former super model Paulina Porizkova hates a part of her body - her knees. Please...Another lithe lady complains that low waisted jeans do not suit her. Great to know. But, that doesn't feel like she is sharing some burden with the reader, more like she is saying, "Don't hate me because I am beautiful. Where is the every woman? I have never been able to identify with the women of the glossy mags, but I always hope that in the shape issue I will. This year, once again, I did not.