We here at The Frisky are obsessed with “Downton Abbey,” so much so that we dreamt up an entire faux magazine dedicated to the Crawley clan and their assorted footmen, lady’s maids and butlers. Downton Glamour is our ode to the crazy world that exists inside “Downton Abbey” and the no doubt salacious gossip reads that might come out of the manor and its inhabitants. Instead of recapping season three — which premiered in the US last night on PBS — every week, we’ll just hint at the goings on with a new cover of Downton Glamour. Check out a larger version of this week’s season premiere issue here!
German fashion magazine Brigitte got caught up in the “real women” craze a couple of years ago, and instituted a “no models” policy on its pages. It was a bid to appeal to the not-stick-thin real world, where women, you know, eat. But three years after creating the policy, the magazine is abandoning it, claiming that it was too difficult to find “regular” women who could do the job.
The editor originally made the change because she felt that models didn’t offer a fair representation of real women. She wrote: “Today’s models weigh around 23 percent less than normal women. The whole model industry is anorexic.”
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We here at The Frisky are obsessed with “Downton Abbey,” so much so that we dreamt up an entire faux magazine dedicated to the Crawley clan and their assorted footmen, lady’s maids and butlers. Downton Glamour is our ode to the crazy world that exists inside “Downton Abbey” and the no doubt salacious gossip reads that might come out of the manor and its inhabitants. Check out our favorite “Abbey” mag headlines above and after the jump! [See larger version of image above here.] Keep reading »
To quote Julie, “Who cares about Paris Hilton anymore?”
To quote Ami, “Is her head going to fall off if she takes that necklace off?” (Apparently that’s a Halloween story.)
To quote Amelia, “God, that cover is tacky.” [Racked]
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I admit, I used to subscribe to The Economist. I let the issues pile up, promising I’d get to them eventually, whenever I felt like reading pretentious, dry and humorless reading on world affairs. But that day never really came. And so after about a year, my subscription ran out, and I traded it in for a sub to The New Yorker, which I happily devour each week. When I saw this delightful little pamphlet put out by the mag’s clearly-misguided marketing team, it only further confirmed my decision to get the eff away from the First World Order boy’s club that seems to be running the place. “Why should women be reading The Economist?” it queries, and answers, “They shouldn’t.” Instead! “Accomplished, influential people should read us. People like you.” Which of course, assumes that women couldn’tpossibly be accomplished or influential. (Ladies! I know, right?) Oh, old guard, you really got us there. A better question might be ,”Why should anyone be readingThe Economist?” Because obviously, they really, really shouldn’t.
You were thinking, magazines are too easy to carry around–they’re so small and petite and fit so well on my coffee table. It’s like they’re not trying hard enough. Well, not Visionaire! Their new issue 0ffers Lady Gaga at life-size proportions. While a typical issue of Visionaire clocks in at a rather ridiculous 3 x 5 (and $375), the newest issue also comes in an even more extreme 5 x 7 format. Yes, for a mere $1,500, you can have your own magazine-that-doubles-as-a-sleeping-mat. Watch as a few waify models struggle to get the damn thing on a city bus. [YouTube]
Tori Spelling’s daughter Stella accessorized with some Magic Marker stains, while Halle Berry’s daughter Nahla toted a stuffed animal for a fab fall look. Did they match their Pull-Ups, too? Like, OMG, who do you think their stylist is?!
In Touch, you know they’re only three-year-olds, right? [SparkAMovement.Tumblr.com]
“I didn’t eat for a day and I did about 2,000 sit-ups … I said, ‘Listen, I have two requests—good lighting and a warm room. That’s all I’m asking for.’ If I’m walking out with it all f**king hanging out there for the world to see then, well, I need good lighting and a warm room.”
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Personally, I loathe perfume ads in magazines. It’s impossible to tell what the scent actually smells like, because after languishing on the glossy page between a hundred other fragrances, the original essence is gone. But the magazine mono.kultur #23 decided that I’m wrong, and chose to create their latest issue entirely out of smells, as an homage to their feature subject, the Norwegian scientist and artist Sissel Tolaas. You see, her entire life has been devoted to the art of sniffing. No career counselor could have thought this up, but Sissel found a love for scents and went with it. So for the inventive issue, a total of 12 scents were infused onto the pages using microencapsulation, and release their aroma into the world once rubbed. Now, I’m all for innovation, and as we’re all well aware, glossies need to create new and different forms of communication to stay alive in these trying times. But reading a magazine through odors? That’s like asking for a headache. [PSFK] Keep reading »
While some of the recent bloggers-get-book-deals phenom has been a little crazy (“I Can Has Cheezburger” anyone?), here’s an internet personality with some real talent. Meet John Paul Thurlow. He’s an illustrator with a passion for magazine covers. After drawing his own interpretation of major magazine covers and sharing them with the world on his blog, his New Year’s resolution for 2010 is to present 100 of his best illustrations in Covers, a limited-edition book. The magazine cover choices vary, from Lady Gaga on V to Natalie Portman on Another magazine, and even older classics like issues of The Face. John Paul also plans on putting a few record covers in the mix. Use it to enhance your ever-growing library of fashion books, or just liven up your walls with his talent. A couple more looks, after the jump. Keep reading »