Friday, Sep 5, 2008
As Time Inc.'s latest magazine demonstrates, trying to sell the simple life is a slippery task.
Mar 20, 2000 | Less is more seems to be the philosophy behind Real Simple, the latest publication from Time Inc. "Low stress living," reads one cover line, and the rest rush behind it like a flurry of found poetry: "one dish dinners/simpler skin care/clothes that work/nurturing friendships/serene spaces." The simple things we tend to overlook in our complicated lives. But simplicity has a price (in this case, $2.95).
Promotional materials identify Time Inc. as "the publisher of In Style, Cooking Light and Health," which should give you some idea of the publication's desired identity. Real Simple (a title sure to give William Safire fits) means to celebrate la dolce vita but doesn't want you to think you need money to enjoy it. "Eating well is the best revenge" may have been an alternate philosophy. That and living in spacious, well-lit, comfortable homes that (despite the pedigree dogs and happy children) are amazingly clutter-free.
Indeed, Martha Stewart (the queen of clean) hangs over Real Simple like a friendly ghost, and small wonder. Editor Susan Wyland edited Martha Stewart Living for three-and-a-half years, and Time Inc. is no doubt hoping some of that circulation magic (nearly 2.5 million) will rub off here. (Time famously fumbled its own deal with Martha, allowing her to go off to multimedia fame and fortune.) Wyland began developing the Real Simple idea when she joined Time's People Magazine Group in 1998.
But where Stewart's shtick is studious affect ("Hollowed-out eggshells are lovely, natural holders for tiny flower arrangements" says a posting on Stewart's Web site -- as if you had time to hollow out egg shells, find tiny flowers and then arrange them), Real Simple eschews pretension. In a sort of high-falutin' photo essay on flowers, we're told to let go of our inner Martha: "When you get them home, don't worry about arranging them; natural looks better and, well, more natural."
(I was way ahead of the curve on that one.)
If the great fashion magazines of yore (Vogue, Bazaar) justified their swank fantasies as an escape from the humdrum, Real Simple (a sort of beauty-and-shelter hybrid) holds out a fantasy of austerity. "Life is complicated," writes Wyland in her editor's note and before going on to bemoan the harried lot of the modern woman. "We go to sleep with tomorrow's to-do list scrolling in our minds. And I think a lot of us are longing for a way to make things simpler."
"Life is short/full of stuff," sang the Cramps, in a slightly different context. Real Simple longs to get rid of all that stuff for you -- and I'm not just talking junk mail (though there is a piece on how to get rid of that). There is a whole section here dedicated to soul, and not of the James Brown kind, either. Martha Beck has an essay on the importance of personal rituals, while Elizabeth Houghton rhapsodizes on the lost art of writing a note in pen, putting it in an envelope and throwing it in the mailbox.
The desire to divest yourself of needless possessions is as natural and cyclic as the urge to nest, and at the end of our stuff-filled millennium, closet cleaning is all the go. Whether you view it as a fad or a natural progression, the revived interest in Buddhism (or at least talking about Buddhism) is another indicator of a movement toward spiritual dust-busting.
"The Art of Doing Nothing," by Veronique Vienne, has been a surprising bestseller and can be found in your local bookstore nestled beside titles like "Simple Pleasures" and "The Woman's Retreat Book." The message is as old as "The Book of the Dead": Relax, turn off your mind and soak your feet.
But magazines, alas, are made to sell stuff -- even magazines dedicated to helping women get rid of stuff. Stewart overcame this inherent contradiction ingenuously: She markets and promotes merchandise designed to help you do things yourself (flocking pine cones and other homely tasks). She has also made herself a brand, so that her Web site, books, magazine and TV show are like beams radiating from the sun queen.
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