Men’s Vogue hit newsstands last fall, and the vibe since its release screams it’s so fashion. The word surrounding Men’s Vogue is that it:

”...speaks to the sensibility of a guy no longer driven by his libido and earlier ambitions, but (who is) much more about having a family, wanting to master things and wanting to really know in depth about things.”

Personally speaking, I find that a domestic bank account carries more significance than an offshore one. And I continually find myself with raging boners at work for no apparent reason. Does this mean I am still 'driven by my libido and childish ambitions?' It appears that Condé Nast’s new mag is not for everyone. It doesn’t seem to be too interested in the young male professional demographic, and thus may be best not purchased by the Dressmonkeys of this world.