I’ve had some time to digest the cover. I’ve decided I like it.
It’s joyful and silly, which might be just the right move. I expected the 50th anniversary to be monumental, something big that would try to top last year’s “seven continents” theme and first-ever trip to Antarctica.
Then the rumors started trickling in. The amassing of past cover models, the zero-gravity Kate Upton experiment, the twelve rookies, the Barbie tie-in—it sounded like SI was racking their brains trying to come up with some “event,” some marble pillar of publishing history.
I loved the Antarctica shoot. As I mentioned at the time, I was worried about the gimmick, but I thought it ended up yielding some pretty stellar, iconic shots. But this year, I feel like SI said “Screw it, let’s just make this fun.”
But at the end of the day, what is this magazine? It’s a bunch of photos of pretty girls in bathing suits.
alluringbeauties” over at Bellazon for the vidcaps.