Any woman who has ever used the C-word to describe another woman has no right to be on the cover of More. Handler is not a girl's girl; she is not pro-female or pro-woman but an unrelenting mean-spirited person who thrives on degrading others to make herself feel better. She is the last person I would ever look to as a role model for girls, women or humankind. To add insult to injury, she's not even funny—never has been. I will forgive your lapse of judgment this time, but if Gwyneth Paltrow (another vapid female who likes to use the C-word) appears on your cover, I will no longer subscribe.
Thanks for hearing me out. Here are my suggestions for future covers: Rachel Maddow, Melissa McCarthy, Hillary Clinton, Cecile Richards, Gwen Ifill. Call me if you need more ideas!
Hair removal for grownups: There was no mention of epilation! There are some good epilators on the market, and they are much less costly than laser removal and less painful than waxing and last longer than shaving, even completely removing most hair over time. They are great for underarms, legs and face (haven't tried other areas), and I now only require maintenance every two to three weeks as opposed to every day with shaving. Shame on you for not mentioning the most cost-conscious and efficient method for hair removal.
I was very disappointed to see Chelsea Handler on your cover. I thought your magazine had more class than that. If I wanted to read about people like her, I would subscribe to Cosmo.
I am disappointed More seems to be concentrating on a much younger demographic. I started reading More in my fifties, and now, at 64, there seems to be less and less in More that addresses concerns for someone my age.
I have never seen an article or demonstration on makeup choices, colors, application for someone with gray hair. I can only recall one article ever related to gray hair. Hairstyles, clothing styles all seem too young for me. As we age—no matter how fit we try to be—our bodies change and styles, colors, etc., need to change, too. More isn't addressing these concerns. There are women out there who want to remain stylish without looking foolish.
I loved the “baby boomer merit badges”! I was a Girl Scout as a child and still have my sash with all my badges on it. I feel like I’ve earned every one of the baby boomer badges and need a sash to put them on! What a delightful article!
I began writing this in response to your views on aging, and it almost wrote itself, so I apologize for the length of it here.
It seems to have happened overnight: showing my age on my face, my body, my life. In actuality, it happened much more slowly. I just wasn't paying attention.
It started with pain. Daily. Chronic. Pain. Degenerative disease in my neck and spine. Add to that: losing a parent, both of my husband's parents and a severe family trauma with ongoing consequences, and stress began changing my quality of life.
I continued to work, commuting 63 miles each way. I spent a considerable amount of time crying every day. I began making errors in my work, which caused irate customers. Huge, corporate, irate customers.
My appearance was not a priority for me during this time. I'd quit wearing cosmetics and neglected my hair. My work wardrobe became long-sleeved T-shirts and pull-on pants. Mirrors were forgotten.
Each thing in my life was causing stress. The pain became unbearable without daily prescription drugs for pain and muscle spasms. Just walking was accompanied by stabbing, gritty misery. I suffered an unbelievable and total exhaustion.
Finally my concerned supervisor asked me to go home to take care of myself. So I stayed home and slept. I slept 10 hours at night and five or six hours in the daytime. This sleeping pattern continued for five months until I could see a neurologist. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia in addition to type 2 diabetes and worsening arthritis. I had become sedentary and obese.