Both Feministing and Gawker have noticed that the cover of New York magazine's annual "Sex" issue features a tangle of the limbs and lips belonging to dozens of lily-white people.
I'll second that and jump in with my own observation: that what New York terms, in its headline, "The State of Play" is pretty undernourished, small-chested, and totally shorn. None of these people seem to have an ounce of fat on them. Nor, despite their supposedly amorous embraces, does it look like they have ever perspired. In their whole lives. And apparently, women who are sexy do not have any hair on their bodies except for the stuff on their heads. They also have boyish bodies and vacant stares.
That's hot.
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