Before there was Jezebel, there was Jane, and before there was Jane, there was Sassy.
We Found a Jane Magazine from 2001

A new generation of mouthy old broads is on the way, and boy are we p***ed.
Before there was Jezebel, there was Jane, and before there was Jane, there was Sassy.
Editor’s note: Here’s a blast from the past, before we had so many readers. This one goes out to our Olds, on a hot summer night perfect for nostalgia. It’s time to step in to the TARDIS, fellow Gen Xers, to look at the toys that shaped our childhoods and our psyches from the mid-1970s […]
The Slip “˜n Slide was a far superior product to the Wet Banana. For those who never experienced the Banana (Koki Toy Company’s answer to the genius of Wham-O’s Slip “˜n Slide and derivative summer slide products like the really awesome Crocodile Mile), it was made up of a long narrow piece of yellow plastic […]
Sassy magazine changed my life. I know that’s the name of a book (by Marisa Meltzer and Kara Jesella – I highly recommend it), but personally speaking, it’s actually true. I picked up my first Sassy in 1988 and as I cracked the mag’s spine, my world opened up. I always knew that I wasn’t […]
I spent my childhood voraciously testing out various paths to Passion. In my teens I discovered photography. All the way to art school, I raced through life with a camera surgically attached to my face. I reveled in the idea of living behind the camera instead of in front, the jaded recovery of an only-child. […]
I am writing you a letter because I wanted to say “I love you.” I mean, it goes a little beyond that and it’s not a romantic thing, but it is a thing. I love you so much that I have been holding off writing you for, I dunno, 18 years. I keep waiting to […]
Everyone cringes when they see the fashions of their childhood and teen years, right? I *think* it’s a universal thing, but then I realize I am looking at this through the lens of my Generation X self.
I hope you all will excuse me while I make rash, sweeping generalizations about, well, pretty much all of us (or at least the generations to which we belong). I think it’s interesting that the idea of the lovable, cool slacker arose in the 80s and 90s as a counter-cultural alternative to yuppies and corporate […]
Ladyreaders, this one is for you. Manreaders, we might bring you in on this topic later. We’re assembling a panel discussion for women of all ages to compare and contrast our experiences, education and expectations about and surrounding sex. Being as it’s 2011 and we are masters of technology, we’re going to assemble our panel […]
Now here’s a category where my Gen. Y status will undoubtedly help rather than hinder–having seen none of these movies when they first came out, I can determine (subjectively, of course) whether these classics have held up well with age or deflated like so many high, scrunchy-wrapped ponytails.
We will always have polarizing celebrities with us, but it seems the 90s gifted us with an extra batch of kooky, weird misfits. Before I begin gleefully ripping on people, my usual disclaimer: I’m Gen. Y, I didn’t experience most of these people/their work at the height of their fame, and also sometimes I’m kind […]
Are you old enough to remember and appreciate the renaissance of Kurt and Courtney and zines and Cabbage Patch Dolls and Daria and Sassy and My So-Called Life? If so, I envy you as only a Gen. Y-er, part of the generation that is defined by disenfranchisement and raging discontent, can.
Being an adult means all sorts of new words and phrases begin popping into our vocabularies. Today we’re beginning another of our periodic series, this one on vocab for grown-ups. We’ll cover a few key words and phrases in each round, so stay tuned for all the words you wish you remembered from the SAT.
Every year around my birthday (which is in late November), JC Penny and Sears would mail out their giant catalogs of Christmas goodness. These catalogs were the catalyst for all sorts of middle class sugar plum dreams, and when I found a CC licensed Flickr group of old images, I knew there would be posting […]
A couple of weeks ago I read Buster Blonde’s article, Girl Haters I am on to You, and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.