<p>I was happily flipping through <em>Vogue</em>&#39;s September issue, what I like to call the Superbowl of fashion because it weighs about 60 lbs and 80% of it is ads - glorious, outrageous, beautiful fashion ads, when I came across an article about how So Very Chic it is to take it slow and cut down on social engagements. Instead of getting all dressed up to go to a fabulous party, the hip people are putting on their yoga pants to sit on the couch and watch TV or otherwise not be social.</p>

<p>I&#39;ve never felt more in - or less guilty for being addicted to both <em>Gossip Girl</em> and <em>Mad Men</em>. </p>

<p>I have to take a moment here to acknowledge that my bashing <em>Vogue</em> seems to be turning into a<a href="http://diary.blogs.com/the_diary_of_a_reluctant_/2008/06/belt-tightening.html"> monthly feature</a> here (well, almost) - but I can&#39;t help it! I both love and loathe that magazine and will never let my subscription run out - having it arrive in my mailbox ever month, along with <em>Vanity Fair</em> and <em>Martha Stewart Living </em>(I wish I was kidding) makes me unnaturally happy - plus it&#39;s all research for work, right? At least that&#39;s what I tell my husband, and our accountant agrees with me.</p>

<p>Where was I? Yes, the Slow Life movement is a trend I heartily endorse, because I&#39;m so good at it. Slow Food and Slow everything will <em>eventually</em> be the American Way - you heard it here first. Now go take a nap. It&#39;s the latest thing.</p>
