Dear Glamour, 

The reason I haven’t sent your money for the two magazines you sent me is because I am not interested in a year of your magazine. I find Glamour to be very immature, and this is coming from a 20-year-old who read Teen for 5 years of her life. (By the way, I found Teen to have more useful information in one article than in the combined articles of the magazines you sent me.)

The “Do’s and Don’ts” alone make me not want the magazine the next month, let alone a whole year of them. You have articles about loving yourself the way you are, yet you have several ads for Botox and places for cosmetic surgery. Through your whole magazine you assume the reader sleeps around with any and every guy she meets. Not all 20-year-olds are loose. I was very offended by you and your writers assuming that no girl my age has any self-control or self-esteem whatsoever. Also I noticed that the “designers” and “fashion experts” that comment throughout your magazine have opinions that are odd, hollow, and 100 other magazines have the opposite opinion.

I learned nothing from reading your magazine, except that, sadly, there are probably people in the world that find something of worth in your magazine. I thought there was hope when I saw the few pages about being able to see girls’ thongs. I expected mature writing about how unattractive that looks and how women should make sure that their thongs aren’t showing. Instead I found worthless drivel. Just dumb pictures of girls showing their thongs and people staring at them. What was the point of that article, anyway? It was vain and pointless, like the article that preceded it about the girl going on the street asking people for a bite of their food. Really, whose idea was that? Honestly, it sounded like something my 18-year-old brother and his stupid friends would think up.

Your magazine has no valuable content. It’s just mindless, unproductive nonsense that some stuck-up people, unfortunately, happen to enjoy, and you are laughing all the way to the bank. Please stop sending me invoices and expecting me to pay $15 for the two useless magazines you sent me. The only way I would pay you is if you took the magazines back, burned them, and erased the memory of ever reading them from my mind…and $15 would still be too much to pay for that. I don’t want your “hoodie”, I don’t want your magazine, and I don’t want to receive anything from your company ever again.

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