Haggard and demonic Vogue editor Anna Wintour has taken a kinship interest in Lena Dunham who she sees as a the voice of a new generation. Which makes total sense, since nobody really actually watches Girls, which gets 20% of the audience of Game of Thrones on HBO, if it’s lucky. And many of that audience it turns out is men who will watch anything on HBO with boobs in it. So, net, about 300,000 young disillusion women with liberal arts degrees who grew up feeling like they couldn’t be friends with anyone on Sex in the City. I can see how Anna Wintour identifies with that crowd, given that after staying home on prom night she vowed to never fully smile ever again. But putting Lena Dunham on the cover seems like the nuclear option for dealing with your personal disaffection with the male dominated media world currently run by women. You put Lena’s punim on Vogue and there’s no known road back to Cindy Crawford.
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