The last two weeks, I have been in the air (or in airports) for about as much time as my feet have graced nice, solid earth.  Thus, I have happily expanded my repertoire of magazine fare.  I don’t do novels in the air (or in airports) because I am either on another planet (gratitude of the excellent air anxiety pharmaceutical solution I often employ), or I get easily distracted (with people watching, or inconvenient air-anxiety-attacks) and then frustrated when I end up in that foggy non-comprehension mode.  Alas, after the first two flights, I had digested my fave (Vanity Fair) plus ALL the women’s magazines that were in print.  What’s a girl to do?  Why, move onto the MEN’S magazines.  And I must say, I think I may just have to declare myself a permanent defector.

Maxim – Always excellent in its wit, though the amount of mostly nude gorgeous women often causes passengers sitting beside me to do a double take.  Best article?  I like the one about Coldplay.  Perhaps for its first sentence.  (I’m not typing it.  Go buy the mag.)

Details – The best of the best  (and the same company as GQ).  I don’t know if this has ever graced the spot beside my airplane puke bag before.  But it will from now on.  Start to finish it was good enough that when the flight crew asked us to grab our personal belongings, I grabbed it back and shoved it in my shiny new handbag – proud to have made the discovery of the edgy voice and super illuminating article titled “Meet the Men Who Want to [get with] Your Wife”.  I even brought it out during martini hour and the girls and I had a lengthy discussion and debate about the topic. 

GQ – A bit too hormonal… more model shots than wit.  And I’m not really into all the uber-cool, sleek suits that their 16 year old models don.  But still worth the hefty newsstand price, I’d say.  I liked the ”letter from the editor” bit the best, I’d say.  Political – but relevant.  And, in spots, creeping up on edgy…

Esquire - I laughed OUT LOUD (in a near hysterical manner at 37,000 feet) at Mike Myer’s piece.  Almost every inch of this is worth reading twice.

And so, yes… maybe label me a defector.  But if you know of any women’s magazines with even HALF the tongue and cheek sharp, savvy wit that goes into these mags, please let me know.

On a slightly less witty note, go check out my latest article in Okanagan Life Magazine.  It’s one in a bunch of a cool clump of articles of some “Really Good Ideas”… Once you’re done absorbing all of the brilliant proposals, please feel free to leave ridiculously complimentary comments on the blog there. 

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