Last week, Bop, the teenybopper magazine that's been churning out covers featuring boy band stock photos splashed atop garish fuchsia backdrops since 1983, announced they would cease publication. If you're all, "Bop still existed?" you can't be blamed to assume it had folded years ago. Most teen magazines did.
Of the dozens that have surfaced since the very first teen magazine, Seventeen, was founded in 1944, only four remain: Seventeen, Teen Vogue, J-14, and, assuming some bound pages of prepubescent pin-ups can be classified as a magazine, Tiger Beat.
Here, we look back at all the teen magazines that have folded for one reason (lame cover stars? irrelevant [...]
Everyone in the office was into this Mark Twain pic on Vol 2 of his Autobiography, until we realized HE'S ONLY 16. pic.twitter.com/25wiblvH7Y
— Lapham's Quarterly (@LaphamsQuart) September 11, 2013
The Hairpin has no comment. Choire's comment is, "he's busted-hot."
When I was 15 years old I was obsessed with Leonardo DiCaprio. I watched his movies repeatedly and methodically, captivated by The Basketball Diaries, a “kaleidoscopic free fall into the harrowing world of drug addiction,” and Marvin’s Room, in which Leo played a mentally disturbed rebel who kept pet flies on leashes of his own hair. I still long for that lanky youth who captured our hearts as Romeo and made us squirm with his less conventional (but somehow still sexy) roles—an old-school, pre-Gatsby Leo—but I will never long for him again the way I [...]