I have always loved magazines.
Teen and Young Miss were gateways, leading to Glamour and Cosmo. I’ll pick up People or US for a flight; Vanity Fair for a beach vacation – nothing in there is a quick read.
It’s the variety of topics I love – especially in New York Magazine. Like the piece about the Website “What it’s like to…”, where people submit their stories – such as, “What it’s like to SEE ALL COLORS” (a rare condition), or “What it’s like to SLEEP ONLY 2 HOURS A DAY.” There were also far more extreme excerpts, some I wish I could unread...
Recently there was a story about John Hinckley, would-be assassin of President Reagan, out of the psychiatric facility where he was incarcerated, currently living with his mother in Williamsburg, VA. He still has Secret Service trailing him – though mostly to the Burger King.
I’ve read some beautiful, personal stories in Real Simple – one by an adopted woman whose biological parents were a college girl and her boyfriend – a football player killed on the Marshall plane crash. The adoptee found her father’s parents, still in West Virginia, who were overjoyed to meet the child of their only child.
I get Pilates Style, Entertainment Weekly, Oprah, HGTV and Bookmarks – and sometimes I receive subscriptions I’ve never ordered, like a year of American Cowboy, which led to an onslaught of bizarre cowboy-themed catalogs. My current freebie is Washingtonian. I used to get Smithsonian, which had fascinating articles that made me feel incredibly smart upon reading – but the subject matter was so out of my normal sphere I’d forget it all in a few days. Or hours.
But that’s the beauty of it – an hour, maybe two to soak it in, wrap it up and toss it in the bin. Satisfying. Efficient. Sweet.
Teen and Young Miss were gateways, leading to Glamour and Cosmo. I’ll pick up People or US for a flight; Vanity Fair for a beach vacation – nothing in there is a quick read.
It’s the variety of topics I love – especially in New York Magazine. Like the piece about the Website “What it’s like to…”, where people submit their stories – such as, “What it’s like to SEE ALL COLORS” (a rare condition), or “What it’s like to SLEEP ONLY 2 HOURS A DAY.” There were also far more extreme excerpts, some I wish I could unread...
Recently there was a story about John Hinckley, would-be assassin of President Reagan, out of the psychiatric facility where he was incarcerated, currently living with his mother in Williamsburg, VA. He still has Secret Service trailing him – though mostly to the Burger King.
I’ve read some beautiful, personal stories in Real Simple – one by an adopted woman whose biological parents were a college girl and her boyfriend – a football player killed on the Marshall plane crash. The adoptee found her father’s parents, still in West Virginia, who were overjoyed to meet the child of their only child.
I get Pilates Style, Entertainment Weekly, Oprah, HGTV and Bookmarks – and sometimes I receive subscriptions I’ve never ordered, like a year of American Cowboy, which led to an onslaught of bizarre cowboy-themed catalogs. My current freebie is Washingtonian. I used to get Smithsonian, which had fascinating articles that made me feel incredibly smart upon reading – but the subject matter was so out of my normal sphere I’d forget it all in a few days. Or hours.
But that’s the beauty of it – an hour, maybe two to soak it in, wrap it up and toss it in the bin. Satisfying. Efficient. Sweet.
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