You may have heard about Wired’s recent cover – boobs, all boobs, just a big ol’ cleavage shot. Amusingly, it arrived the same day as the Victoria’s Secret catalog. The covers were virtually indistinguishable.
Thanks for Cindy Royal for writing her break-up letter to Wired, so I don’t have to write my own.
I feel like I’m in an abusive relationship with you. I love you. You’re charming, attractive and smart, everything I could ever want in a magazine. My heart skips a beat when I see a new issue in my mailbox. Most of the time, you’re harmless, and I tell everyone I know how awesome you are. But every now and then, you slip, and you make me feel very bad, make me question my judgment.
I cancelled my subscription today.