July 5, 2009...4:25 pm

Why I hate ‘women’s’ magazines

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I don’t buy women’s magazines anymore. I’m much happier and healthier now I don’t read page after page shaming me into hating myself.

I flicked through 2 magazines my sister bought and I can’t even enjoy them as mindless fluff. In the word’s of Morrisey ‘They say nothing to me about my life’. I don’t enjoy women being shamed for daring to go about their daily life not being airbrushed and ‘perfect’ every second. I don’t enjoy unhealthy eating habits and an obession with food and calories presented as ‘healthy’. I don’t like reading about women being shamed for being single, for not being the ‘perfect’ wife/mother/stepford mannequin. I don’t like having damaging gender stereotypes shoved in my face. I don’t like the fact that vapid issues and ‘gossip’ are presented as ‘women’s’ issues, shoving us into the old ‘don’t tax your pretty little head on serious issues, here look at some shoes and so and so off the telly looking ‘fat’ on the beach’.

Above all I don’t like the way they make money out of making women hate themselves and other women. This may be even more misogynist than lads mags. It’s this sneakiness and the pretence that these publications speak to and for women that angers me more than the lads mags, which are at least pretty damn upfront about their lack of respect for women. The idea that they’re our friend that they’re on our side, that’s what makes their misogyny more offensive to me. I hate playboy, I hate maxim and all those soft core porno mags masquerading as ‘lifestyle’ magazines but at least they don’t pretend to be my friend whilst waging war on me, like some Judas of the make up counters.

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  • Someday, maybe someone will put out a women’s mag that isn’t misogynist. Until then, the absurdities of Vogue and Cosmoplitan… :(


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