The Irony of Cosmopolitan

I don’t intend to hate on the entire magazine here. But I may hate on 80% of it.

Yesterday I came across an article on U.S. Representative Anthony Weiner’s appearance in Cosmopolitan magazine in 1996.

(That fact is somewhat tangential to this post.)

The word “cosmopolitan” typically refers to a person with a kind of global sophistication & awareness.

Then I started thinking about how generally annoying that magazine is. The health & real-life stories are often interesting and relevant, but the rest of the magazine seems to glorify selfishness, in my opinion.

“How to tell that co-worker how annoying they are to you”

“How to make that hottie at the bar notice you”

“How to turn your man into something you can deal with”

“How to apply the right makeup to attract that man you can later turn into something you can deal with”

So the world has to conform to you? Got it.

Let me help you out here:

1. Are you co-worker’s habits universally annoying or just a pet peeve for you? Pick your battles, especially in the workplace. Chances are it’s just not important enough to raise a ruckus on the job.

2. If the hottie at the bar was going to notice you, he would. If you have to do things that are unnatural to you to attract someone, you’re kind of setting yourself up for failure. Are you going to keep up that charade the entire time? If you just be yourself, you don’t have to worry about that silliness.

(And the idea of going out with the explicit purpose of meeting someone is a bizarre thing to me, but that’s a topic for another blog)

3. If you have to change his entire lifestyle to suit you, you’re probably in it for the wrong reason.

4. I think this kind of goes back to number two.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be ambitious and get something (or someone) you want, but I think it should be more organic. I imagine most people don’t read advice magazines and approach life’s situations with a mental checklist.

I hope that’s the case, anyway…

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