My Comments
I remember a couple years ago, when I was a teenager (I'm 23 now) picking up Jane for the first time and feeling so relieved that it wasn't another bullshit cosmo clone on 10 tips on how to please my man. It was sarcastic and sharp and honest and had all juicy gossip and stories I so badly craved. I can say the most disappointing this that ever happened was one day when I picked it up and, sure enough on the cover, was some crap about how to please my man, and the prettiest lip colour. I bought it anyways and mourned for the magazine I had once loved that had turned into a horseshit teenie bopper mag, and for Jane herself, as I knew she must have been further from the mag, because she never would have allowed that garbage to go out in her name. And thats my rant on the slow and painful demise of what was once my favourite magazine. RIP Jane.
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I remember a couple years ago, when I was a teenager (I'm 23 now) picking up Jane for the first time and feeling so relieved that it wasn't another bullshit cosmo clone on 10 tips on how to please my man. It was sarcastic and sharp and honest and had all juicy gossip and stories I so badly craved. I can say the most disappointing this that ever happened was one day when I picked it up and, sure enough on the cover, was some crap about how to please my man, and the prettiest lip colour. I bought it anyways and mourned for the magazine I had once loved that had turned into a horseshit teenie bopper mag, and for Jane herself, as I knew she must have been further from the mag, because she never would have allowed that garbage to go out in her name. And thats my rant on the slow and painful demise of what was once my favourite magazine. RIP Jane.