If, for some reason, I wanted to buy Elle, and Jessica Simpson were on the cover, I wouldn't buy it. Because I will not carry her face around, I will not be seen with her on the subway, and I don't want people to think I actually spent money on a publication that deems her worthy of cover status - not to mention I'd have no interest in reading the five pages devoted to her. It's like the visual version of Cosmo, and it's embarrassing. Natalie thinks there should be different categories of women's magazines, one for fashion and one for botox, diets etc. Which would be perfect because while I do want to see the Kate Lanphear-styled editorials, I don't want to read about what happened when "I Left My Wife For a Younger Woman" or how I can have better sex if I improve my energy. Do you refrain from buying a magazine if the cover girl makes you cringe? Or do you buy it anyway and slip the New Yorker over it until you're safe inside your apartment? Or, I can't believe I'm asking this, do you actually love Jessica Simpson?