It occurred to me the other week that I’m a demographic without any official media outlet. It’s not exactly as if I can walk into a newsagent and pick up the latest issue of [insert magazine here] and read about all the things
I want to read about, all there in one nice hit. There’s no
Dolly, no
Cleo, not even a
Marie Claire for the kind of things I want to read about. Hell, I don’t even know if there’s an ezine (there’s gotta be one… and if there isn’t then I’m damn well gonna start one).
I want a magazine which tells me about the latest shiny new toy from Song or Bang and Olufsen. Whether to buy and MD or Mp3 player. What’s the latest in silver jewelry. How to overclock my computer or stick a window in the side of it. What brand of eyeshadow is the blackest. How wide the legs of my wide-legged pants should be. Who’s killing who over in the Middle East. What films should I go and see? What CDs should I buy? What books? What comics? What’s good on the ‘net. How should I decorate my everfucking home and whether it’s better to hang bracers or chains off my pants.
In short, I want a fuckin’ lifestyle magazine aimed at
me. It’s not as if I’m particularly original, or that there aren’t a lot of other people (and by that, I mainly mean
girls who aren’t sissy little twits and don’t give a rat’s arse about mythical people on Planet Hollywood) like me who’d want the same magazine. So why the fuck isn’t there one?
D’s alterna-fuckin’ ezine; hiring staff on a website near you.