As the undisputed magazine queen of New York City (seriously,
I buy a lot of magazines), I'm always on the lookout for
intelligent, appealing mags to add to my train-time collection.
So when More appeared on the newsstand, I immediately grabbed
a copy, only to recoil when I saw its focus was on women over
Too old for me, I thought, I still read Mademoiselle and Glamour.
I still try those positions they recommend in Cosmo. However, I
had to admit that lately (like for the past few years), I'd
been increasingly bored with the younger magazines, and was
tired of all the articles on how to look like a crazed and