How will you replace Jane? (Or as a newly jobless Jane alum just mused to us, how will Jane replace its jobs? "Do they write about diets now? Do they turn themselves into fashionistas?") Yesterday we took a poll as to your feelings on the matter, and last we checked the vast plurality of you said Nylon. Really? Nylon? We'd never actually read it. Until today! And we must conclude: "meh." The magazine really seems to like MySpace, which makes sense because it's sort of the less-unruly Myspace of paper, in that it might be fun for us if MySpace had not renedered all of hipsterdom (and the world) functionally illiterate already, so instead it reads like a braggy self-consciously dumbed-down menagerie of hipster references set off by pictures of hipster kids in hipster poses and ew there's Leigh from Misshapes. (Do you know who Leigh Lezark of the DJ collective Misshapes is? Did you only know because you read Gawker? We actually knew who Leigh from Misshapes was before she landed herself on Gawker, because we went to her party, "Misshapes," which would have probably been the most forgettable party we had ever in our lives attended if she didn't insist on reminding us of her incredibly substantive and influential existence so often). Anyhow! Onto the magazine.
Kinja is in read-only mode. We are working to restore service.