Mirabella’s gone bye bye. I wish I had known Mirabella was meant to be a “smart woman’s magazine”. “It’s just sad that a smart women’s magazine can’t find its place in the world” said an editor there. I figured it was just like all the others so I never picked it up. Of course, I’m not sure exactly what they mean by “smart woman”. I don’t typically pick up women’s magazines for brain food. It’s more like escapism for me. I looked through a copy of Jane which someone had left on the Stairmaster and was impressed by their irreverence. They had Whitney Houston on the cover and in the inside back page they reproduced a list of the food she and her entourage had requested for the photo shoot. It was lengthy and very specific — down to the exact type of bottled water she wanted to drink. The magazine reminded me a bit of (sigh) Sassy.