Normally, when I check out of the grocery store, I intentionally ignore the gossip magazines. I do scan the headlines sometimes just to smirk at the sheer ridiculousness of our culture's obsession with celebrity, but I'm not a big gossip magazine reader.
Yesterday, though, I snatched up two of them, Vogue and People, because Michelle Obama was on the cover. First I thumbed through Vogue. Scores of sickly looking, too thin models stared back at me. I was struck by the contrast between Michelle Obama and the weak, waify, starving girls in the magazine. Michelle's photo screamed strength. Her famously buff arms and her confident smile were refreshing to see on the cover of a fashion magazine. Unlike the models, she didn't look like she would collapse at any moment from lack of nutrition and there were no dark gray circles under her eyes.
It was a nice change.