Things Esquire’s Learned
I love me some Esquire. It fascinated me when I was younger, when my mom got it. It was a lot more fun to look through than Vogue, which always talked about things to do and clothes to wear that were over my head and too expensive. Now, it’s one of the few magazines I read right when I get it, as opposed to saving it for the gym. It’s also on my ‘wish list’ of magazines I’d eventually like to see my byline in one day. Every time I close it, my mind runs with clever yet life-truthful entries for my make-believe “Ten Things You Don’t Know About Women” entry. The magazine makes me laugh, occasionally freaks me the hell out (see: the article about the World Trade Center jumper) and sometimes makes my good eye cry (Tom Junod’s dog obituary piece).
David S. Hirschman too appreciates Esquire, rather, the Esquire of the ’60′s. And I have to say, while I have no problem with seeing sexy girls on the cover of the magazine, it would be great to see the unique, nervy style of the old covers brought back.
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