Pros: pretty sound fashion advice, not a bad price for the size of the magazine
Cons: way too many advertisements, sets high standards that many can't realistically reach
Flipping through the pages of my fiance's new Cosmo, I was utterly appalled at the garbage that would soon fill my mind with bland useless information. I couldn't help gasping at the mass advertising that was regurgitated upon the pages. Perfumes and other feminine cosmetics, psychic hotlines, and I even spotted a Ford ad within all this hoopla.
The covergirl for the month was Rebecca Romijn-Stamos, wife of John Stamos, while she headlined in this Swimsuit issue. Our cover model covered exactly half a page dedicated to her career and coming achievements. I found this particularly disturbing since I imagined most people on the covers covering more than a page. This wasn't even an in depth interview, which made it all the harder to absorb and was found on page 28 in this 358 page issue.
Yes, this issue gave advice on how to have fabulous abs in 21 days. Wow, was I disappointed when I thumbed through this article as it encompassed only a page and a half with only a few examples that will work your abs into submission. While women that are in fairly decent shape may be able to do these, women that are a bit on the obese side will surely have a difficult time of it. Very disappointing, indeed!
Women are always griping that men are the only ones with sex on their mind, but Cosmo gave quite a bit of time and effort into releasing their own sex advice articles within their pages. Ladies and gentlemen, sex is for real and it isn't one sex wanting it more than another, both parties are game and Cosmo realizes this. My fiance and I both rather enjoyed these sections, since they allowed us the opportunity to share a few laughs. Their advice was novice, at best, since generally everyone with half a brain could figure out these issues on their own accord.
For $3.50 this really wasn't going to break out wallets and for that price you really do get quite a bit of reading material. I can't really call this a woman's magazine since my fiance and I had a pretty good time reading this together, even if the majority of this magazine was junk.