I was leafing through the latest issue of Cosmopolitan magazine just yesterday (shuddap... I didn't buy
it, I was reading for free while sitting around like a cheapass in the bookstore) and discovered that the editors at that place love Cameron Diaz (she's their current cover girl) and her strange love affair with not getting married but constantly needing to be in a relationship - AND Kim Kardashian's
style sense. Which confirms my long-standing suspicions that those in charge at Cosmo really, REALLY hate women. Kardashian might be good for a lot of things, but I'd hate to think that the next time I consider which pair of jeans I should put on before leaving the house for some staged photographs taken of me by a bunch of strangers, I'd need to ponder WWKKW? Although if it gets me sweet gigs where I show up and suck on a crystallized sugar stick dipped in alcohol, I might give it a shot.
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