Ladymag

Slowly and mechanically, without really seeing anything, I leafed through the pages of a big fat silky ladymag.

OK, despite a hefty cleavage, the standard cover girl for a trashy ladymag stops short of nipple exposure, but that doesn't mean women's magazines (and, as we saw, even teen magazines) don't heavily 'laddify' their content.

Namely, that perhaps the national media was poised to acknowledge en masse the smart, serious work already being published by the ladymags—and that perhaps ladymags might be reinventing themselves for an increasingly savvy audience, sick of pandering.