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Leave Julia Allison Alone.

You’re not going to find harsh criticism here of people who name web sites after themselves, but flipping through another great edition of Wired yesterday I felt (OK, a little jealous and) protective of Julia Allison. Maybe she OD’d on Carrie Bradshaw, but her writing and shenanigans are plenty entertaining and nothing shocking in Post-Osbournes America.

It was hard to gauge the sarcasm vs. envy in Wired’s cover story, but it appears to be one of those instances where people feign befuddled scorn over someone’s accomplishments when they’re really just jealous that they didn’t do it themselves. 

I’m burned out on content targeted at younger women that prioritizes dieting, shopping, dating and impending maternal instincts as our primary life objectives. She isn’t necessarily a huge departure from this, which is a little disappointing given her political background and the opportunities she could take to portray women in a multi-dimensional way. But her style is infinitely more compelling than another Cosmopolitan cover line about discovering some man’s erogenous zones and butt-blasting tips to a bikini body at the beach. She’s in the trenches and using creative storytelling with new technologies to get her point across. 

Hat tip. Adding her to my links. 

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