The other day I was looking for “plane-reading” material (aka magazines) for my mother. I wanted something that was witty, educational but still tuned into “the feminine” side as well. I looked and I looked but to be honest, there was nothing and I felt at a loss. In the past I had gotten her magazines that correlated with her hobbies, fiddle and accordion, photography, cats (ok that one was for me) and travel. But as of late, the travel magazines were deemed too fancy in my eyes for someone who wanted to travel on a low-mid income budget and one can only have so many pictures of pussy…cats. And sure the photography magazines would be ok, but I really believe in the whole hands on experience and learning how to figure things out yourself.
Then there were the woman’s magazines which I’ve always been a big hater of. Not only do they push unrealistic body images (and unrealistic images of youth, let’s remember we all age here), but they also try to convince us to spend, spend, spend which is total garbage. As a daughter I don’t think those magazines are appropriate for my mother to read because they don’t show what it’s really like. I fear she may fall into the trap of consumerism and get Botox or something stupid like that. And again, it’s trash. In between Cosmo’s “must read” head line of “5 Reasons Rob Kardashian Is WAY More Important Than You Thought“, Glamour’s “Is everyone sexting without me?” and Marie Claire’s “I wore bants in France” (which is sadly NOT a mistype) it was hard not to cry. This is what was out there for us. Hair, makeup, shoes, reality TV, pleasing your man and making recipes which you can easily Instagram. Totally not acceptable, for my mom, or really for any woman. I’m not saying that this is all hell in a hand basket, but if this is our only choice, that’s a really big problem considering it’s 2015, not 1955.
So all that was left really was NatGeo (which we already had a subscription to), Time and Maclean’s (which my dead grandmother had subscribed to, spooky), cooking magazines (which were totally null and void since the invention of Pintrest and food bloggers), mens magazines and a scattered assortment of other topics hunting, fishing, and plastic surgery. And Zoomer, let’s not forget that since it was really the only boomer friendly magazine out there, which on a side note is totally bizarre. The boomers are taking over so why don’t we have more publications for them?
After that, it was back to square one in looking for “light” reading material. I left the store empty-handed and am now currently trying to figure out something else. Perhaps the Chinese menu that was left under my door. It would probably be more informative and scintillating than anything in Cosmo.