It must be the perfect combination of pump-me-up and tune-me-out. Stimulating, yet supremely ignorable, and able to keep you in your Lamont cubicle-studying-rut for as long as it takes. This is not an easy balance to come by. Distractions abound, not in the least messing around with your iTunes, trying to create said inimitable playlist.
Women’s magazines serve as a reminder of what our culture still apparently believes is a woman’s place, if not in society, then at least in the bedroom—on the bottom.