Redbook magazine? Can't say as I know know much about it. I think the last time I saw a copy was in the dentist's office. Faith Hill? Is she the one who sings country or the one who sings western?
But if this story about how her photo was overhauled for the cover is true, I've only got one thing to say both Redbook and Faith:
Fuck you.
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Ok - I have to say this is a bit of a Duh moment, Datsun. Do you really think that any photo of a woman on the cover of a major magazine is an actual representation of the original photo none the less what the woman actually looks like? Seriously. Gotta keep us girls hating ourselves so we keep buying the magazines.
Fair point. I guess it's sorta like, uh, what's a good summer simile here?
It's sorta like hot dogs. Sure, you see one on the grill, or maybe at a ball game, you think it'll be all right. But then you go down to the killing floor ("don't let the name fool you, it's really more of a grate...") to see how they're made and the insult of what they're asking you to swallow becomes clear.
And honestly, as cranky as I was feeling, I just wanted a "Fuck you Friday."
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