There are only so many nonsense, feel good platitudes out there.

Apart from the “stylists” and “designers” whose “work” is being photographed for publication, I can’t imagine who’d make money aping this style—it’s so tasteless, safe, and boring to me— but the rag itself sells enough. Mostly to people who want to photograph it in their reproductions of its contents. It’s a weird…

No, it’s just a glossy lifestyle mag for a certain breed of cute-sy, affluent young white people who verb “curate” in the wrong contexts and who, apparently, lack compunction in the old rip-off department because mimicking its characteristic “design” (contrived styling that fails at truly functional minimalism;…