While procrastinating my maths homework, as one often does at 11.42 on a Tuesday night, I stumbled upon the cover for the July issue of Girlfriend on facebook. Now, I know they always say not to judge a book by it’s cover, but at this point, I’m thinking my gwas run-down won’t be all that positive. Just look at it:
Firstly, it’s twishite. Again. I don’t care if Eclipse is coming out; New Moon was only a few months ago! We do not need near carbon copies of covers from numerous issues gone by (the photo of “I hate fame wah wah wah” Kstew is from a Vanity Fair shoot last year. All the New Moon covers were taken from that same shoot. Originality is definitely key in mag-land), and we definitely do not need any more hideous pictures of rpatz. I’m so amazingly sick of the teen market’s infatuation with these stupid vampires; it’s not even funny. I bet when DH comes out it’ll barely get a film review. The double standards between the series’ sicken me. We have a New Moon special edition of the mag. We have a Twi-inspired issue of DOLLY. We also have a Vampire-Themed supplement of Dolly. Why on Earth would GF think it was a good (or original/creative/unique) move to then give us a bonus Eclipse mag? It’s not like it will reveal anything new or groundbreaking. Honestly, apart from the most intense fans, there are only so many Rpatz and Taylor posters a girl can have on her walls (ah, hypocrisy. This is coming from she who once had near two-hundred JB/Disney posters on her wall. I wonder where those got to in the move…).
While Twilight fans may be crazy, the series has just as many, if not more, haters, so why can’t we let them enjoy the mag without feeling physically ill for once?
It’s had it’s run, the constant devotion of magazines to it is just getting boring and old. Time to move on teen-land. Time to move on.
Also, the other coverlines don’t make the issue sound too appealing. How To Get A Job? Really?
I guess I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to get the mag for myself and read before giving it a final verdict.
Oh, and words can not even begin to explain how much I wanted to kill someone when I saw this:
This is stooping lower than the yet another twishite edition repeat mentioned above. An entire ‘special issue’ devoted to the pre-pubescent passing fad himself. The nausea that threatened to come with the first cover has now hit with full force upon seeing this. And to think it will probably sell like hotcakes *shakes head*. To think that I’ll probably buy it, just to burn all nineteen ‘hot as hell’ posters of boy-who-shall-not-be-named.
We do not need a collectors issue to remind us of someone who will probably have been replaced by an identically cliched popstar within the year. He’s no-one special; he has no amazing talent and he’s obnoxiously rude. His fans are crazy, and the only way to get rid of his frustratingly catchy (yet lyrically devoid) songs is to stop pandering to their every obsessive whim.
Girlfriend, you’ve severely disappointed me.
frangipani princess xoxo