Vogue

So. Kim Kardashian and Kanye West are on the cover of the Vogue magazine. I feel betrayed, disappointed, and sad. I am probably the only one in this planet who never even watched the Kardashian show. I'm not saying that I'm somehow better for that, I mean, I've got my own weaknesses (Beverly Hills and NY housewives, to be exact). But I honestly thought that Vogue drew a line and aspired to stay a bit above the fray, a bit more classy, a bit more intelligent. And that's why I'm so disappointed. I don't see the point of putting this couple on the cover and giving them that place of honor. Because it is an honor to be on that cover. Or maybe it was an honor and times have changed. Anyway, I haven't received my copy home yet and I have a feeling my subscription ended. I'm not going find out or renew. At least not for a while. We'll see if Wintour will redeem Vogue in the covers to come. 

This will be the first time in about 20 years without a Vogue subscription. I think I'll live...