The cover of Men's Vogue never ceases to amuse me. It tries so hard to disguise its fashion roots and be like one of the REAL MEN'S magagzines. I almost don't understand why they bother with the 'Vogue' part. I mean, why bother with your iconic, world renowned logo when you're just going to wap a giant orange 'MEN'S' over it? I can only assume that it's an attempt to appease men who are scared they might turn gay if they buy a magazine that doesn't feature neon block capitals on the front cover. Nuts, Zoo, Front, MEN'S VOGUE. Grr. Boobs! Beer! Blue blazers!

Speaking of those blue blazers, I can't help but ponder where they go. Anywhere, allegedly. In Tom Cruise's house to see if he's a robot? In Jordan's dressing room? To a private audience with the pope?

Obviously the only good part of this cover is Ben Stiller's face. Do you think he ever thought that there'd be more to life than just being really, really ridiculously good looking?

About the tan.

It's a good look for you.

Love,

Rachael

Just in case you missed it the first time round. I suggest you just play it in another tab because the 'video' is horrific. It's the best sound though, so we'll soldier on.

If you didn't like Andrew WK as much as me before, maybe this will help. No, actually, you wont ever like AWK as much as me. It's not physically possible.

I rubbed wet neon pink nail varnish on my brand new Aztec print wiggle dress (it's as good as it sounds).

WHAT CAN I DO? Help me readers, help me. I want tried and tested results.