I’ve stumbled on a new online magazine (new to me, anyway) that I would highly recommend to all. It’s called Jezebel, and its front page is a treasure trove of articles to peruse.
The article I zeroed in on, however, is Faith Hill and the Disappearing Photoshop Crow’s-Feet. This struck home for me as I subscribe to Redbook, and in fact the issue in question is at this moment in the (approximately three feet high) To Be Read pile on my nightstand.
To be frank, it is absolutely abhorrent that a thirty-nine-year-old woman, a woman a few years younger than Yours Truly, should not be allowed to photograph as she naturally is…crows-feet, prominent collarbones, untoned arms, moles and all. This woman has borne three children, had a successful career, snagged a fairly hot-looking husband (although, if I was going for a music man, Blackie Lawless of W.A.S.P. would be my penis of choice) and, in general, lived. She should be allowed to reflect that.
But then again, this is a one of the Big Seven (I believe it’s seven–somebody please correct me if I’m wrong) women’s magazines, after all. Their lip service to feminism is well known. And I suspect, after my subscription runs out (sometime in ’08), Redbook will not be disgracing my TBR pile, either.