The Slice
There’s a lot I don’t know about women.
But when glancing at magazines such as Cosmopolitan or Mademoiselle, I find myself doubting that the articles trumpeted on the covers are what they really want — down-to-Earth Spokane women, anyway.
For one thing, the promises are so outlandish. I mean, who would believe “Firmer Butt in Five Seconds” or “Arouse His Inner Cave Man”?
Maybe it’s all in good fun. Still, it seems like special Spokane editions of these publications might flourish by getting real.
How about “Get Him to Talk: Going beyond grunts and mumbles” or “Dealing with the National Football League and Other Sluts”?
OK, maybe not.
Paul Turner