As I walk by the book store’s colorful display of glossy and neon headlining magazines two covers stand out, screaming to be blogged about. The first has been subject to much debate already in this chaotic world of virtual information; Cosmo’s September issue.
The bold declaration that ” Untamed Va-Jay-Jays” is back is almost like announcing that so is the plague and for that matter the dark ages. Sometimes I have to wonder whether the chicken or the egg came first, meaning do things become trendy due to Cosmo deeming them so? I’m more than positive that every guy who happens to glance at Cosmo’s most recent cover has felt a small shiver run down the base of his spine thinking about the scare he’s going to experience the next time he’s lucky enough to go down on his girlfriend and finds himself face to face with a hairy monster who can only be tamed with a weed whacker.
My theory is that somewhere in Cosmo’s headquarters there’s an editor who was cheated on and horribly dumped and has decided to seek out revenge on men worldwide by influencing unknowing trendsters into believing that uncleanliness is the hottest fad yet. Please someone tell me that people are not buying this shit!
On a brighter note the other cover that caught my eye and had me scrambling to the cash register to own it was this month’s Rolling Stones magazine. With the three main characters of True Blood all naked and covered in blood, this has got to be the hottest almost too pornographic cover that I have laid eyes on in awhile.
How many of us would just die to see Sookie and Eric release a porn tape? I know I would!
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