But I Don’t WANT to Read It!

Some mag­a­zine that I used to sub­scribe to went under last year, and as a con­so­la­tion prize, I start­ed get­ting Wom­an’s Day mag­a­zine. This is about the third time that has hap­pened. I’ve come to believe that no mat­ter what kind of mag­a­zine it is you were sub­scrib­ing to, you get Wom­an’s Day. If Play­boy went out of busi­ness, the sub­scribers would find Wom­an’s Day in their mailboxes.

This is a Mom mag­a­zine to me—and I mean my Mom, not me. I remem­ber my moth­er get­ting it at the gro­cery store and cut­ting out recipes and coupons. It seems old-ladyish.

But I was actu­al­ly so bored today that I start­ed flip­ping through the lat­est copy. And the “fash­ion” stuff looked odd­ly famil­iar. I final­ly real­ized why—all the out­fits shown look like they came from Jaclyn Smith’s Char­lie’s Angels wardrobe.

I’m scared.

Category: LJ
Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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