Daily Annoyance: Teen Vogue
I used to think Teen Vogue was the best shit on the stands. All that high-class style and gossip for two bucks a pop? I signed up for a five – year subscription. I found the haughty content amusingly hilarious and would crave my monthly society updates on things like Bunny Von Hartzelcarter – Markstein’s cotillion and the eating habits and bedroom – decorating abilities of obscure young porcelain actresses.
Unlike its mother, the almighty Vogue, Teen Vogue featured fashions that were young, cool and almost affordable. A girl can dream, and I’d rather dream about a $300 Philip Lim denim trapeze dress than a $4000 quilted leather jacket by Alexander McQueen.
But this month’s issue is a little ridiculous. Plaguing the cover are the perpetual interns, LC of the OC and her sidekick, Whitey. I mean Whitney. It’s Whitney! Seriously, though, when are their internships going to end? They’ve been going at it for like, seven years. Hey, I’m an intern too. But you don’t see me posing for multiple covers of a national magazine. No, I file. Like normal interns, who only intern for a few months and then go back to college. Remember college? Oh yeah, I’m sure they manage to balance college with free high fashion, trips to Paris, long lunches at Urth Cafe and that ugly dude they all dated. There’s surely enough time in the day.
I guess it must be a slow news month in pre – pubescent fashion if LC and Whitney have to go on the cover again. These girls are just so uninteresting and uninspiring. Don’t for one minute, Teen Vogue, try to pass them off as “normal” because they have unpaying apprenticeships where they have to fetch coffee once in awhile.
In other news, grey is in for fall. Great.