So does she feel her generation of women was lied to? "Yeah. I based my life on the philosophy that I was going to do it all. I gave everything to work and assumed that I would be able to have kids and still do it all."

No seriously, they said she wasn't tan enough or something. Though judging from that old pic of Gloria in her bunny suit, the tan is just another way idealized standards of beauty have gotten more unattainable over the years. In other news, Pratt's ex-assistant Karen Yampolsky did something slightly more original than trying out to be a Playboy Bunny and wrote a thinly-veiled tell-all about her experiences at the magazine (I actually read this) which she tells Rush & Molloy she wrote on her work computer:

"I think the Conde Nast executives forgot I was still there, so I used their computers to write about their magazine folding."

The sassy youthful readers Jane meant to address are still out there. Some have gravitated to blogs like Feministing and Jezebel...

I feel like I abandoned that baby and it went off and got on drugs or something.

Jane Pratt On The End Of Jane [Ad Age]

They lie to their superiors about their circulation numbers and they make two sales calls on days their gracious editor makes twelve. They're rude to restaurant servers and they install their coke-addicted ex-subordinates in key editorial functions at the magazine. They spend most of their time jockeying and playing political games within "Nestrom Publications" and the rest of it going to fancy restaurants. But worst they don't really seem to understand at all what Jill — which is to say, Jane — is about. They don't care about pop culture. They don't care about indie rock. They try to woo all the wrong advertisers — a cokehead diva designer named "Graciella D'Alessandro," for instance — by forcing the Jane staff to write stories about them.

Falling Out Of Fashion is certainly not a tome of nuance or um much literary merit, but it highlights the unending problem of magazine publishing, which is why we're so obsessed with it: is it the fault of writers, or sales people, to sell a magazine? If producing a publication that is smart fails, is it the fault of the readers, or the advertisers? Was Jane itself too smart? Or too stupid?

This will um not be the last you hear from us on this topic.

Jane Radio [Sirius]

Thank goodness, then, for Kim France, the onetime Sassy editor who became the founding editor of Lucky, which quickly became one of the most commercially-successful magazine launches of the past decade by foregoing, you know, content to focus on showing Sassy readers of yore how to spend their dubiously-gotten gains. The just-launched Lucky blog StyleByte is no exception to this surefire formula: Today, senior editor Emily Hsieh gives an overpriced French "dry shampoo" rave reviews based on an office drive-by on the part of her colleague, associate fashion editor Ann Brady.

Seeing her hair was all I needed to convince me—although she claimed she hadn't washed it in 2 days, it looked as full and shiny as could be.

So wait, two one-night-stands in a row!? That's so...Jane!

Lucky Style Blog [Lucky]
Related: Kim France, How Did We Get Here? [RedInked]
Related: Today's Tip: Baby Powder Your Hair [FabSugar]

But bloggers, or, rather, a blogger, isn't having any of it. In her "Dear Brandon" response to Holley's April letter, the women's magazine blogger at Glossed Over takes the Jane editor to task for, among other things, putting Avril Lavigne on the cover, "pandering career advice" and Holley's inclusion of a poll asking L.A. women which celebrities their dogs most closely resemble personality-wise, saying: "...naturally, we thought Jane would seek out opinions on subjects that, oh, actually matter. ...[But the poll] is a terrible trifle to trot out as an example of the 'culture of women' the magazine claims to promote," writes Glossed Over. "Apparently modern women are defined not by their own personalities, but by the traits they conjure for their dogs."

We think that's taking it a little far but we also imagine that somewhere, Jane Pratt is grinning just a little bit right now. Although from what we hear, it's more likely that she's thinking about how she fucked Drew Barrymore.

Fresh Jane [WWD]
Dear Brandon: A Response To Jane's Editor [GlossedOver]
Jane Pratt Isn't The Type To Go Around Telling People She Fucked Drew Barrymore [Gawker]

Gentrification Blues: Requiem For A Cozy, Unassuming Rock Club [NYTimes]
Pratt Hit Sirius Sirius Airwaves, Drops Bombshell [NYPost]
How Sassy Changed My Life: A Love Letter To The Greatest Teen Magazine Of All Time [Amazon]

Which is why we are glad that the business editor of the New York Post is now edited by an alum of Star — he knows readers need reminding of these things. Plus, even if you knew about Drew and Jane's public necking at the Vibe 2nd Anniversary Party — (Ooooh, WHICH blond actress/editrix pair were the original freaks gettin it on who ain't leavin till six in the morn? Haha, we made that up) — sex was so wrapped-up and wholesome in the nineties (Remember having to explain to your parents how Bill Clinton wasn't actually lying about a BJ not equating to "sex"? And then getting grounded despite actually living overseas? Digress) we didn't actually think Drew and Jane had actually done it, we just sort of thought they might have humped a little. Well, props may have been involved, according to a Post Business Section:

"I did have sex with Drew Barrymore," [Pratt said]

Yeah, ok, we only extrapolated the props.

Bosom Buddies [New York Post]
Ex Page Sixer and Star Editor Has First Meeting As Biz Section Editor [New York Observer]
Related: Jane Pratt To Dish On Firing On First Sirius Satellite Radio Show (The Reason You Have Been Hearing So Much About Her Lately) [Radar]