Fugger: Lady Gaga

I am totally prepared for you guys to think I’m crazy — I might think I’m crazy, given that I am loudly and often OVER Lady Gaga. But I think this cover is divine. It’s retro, glamorous, eye-catching, and over the top, and we can SEE HER FACE. She looks like a person, rather than, say, a speculum or a lemon meringue pie or a futuristic sombrero or a gyro or a crockpot or whatever the hell else she decides to dress like half the time.  And it looks like the magazine you’d be reading in those day dreams where you’re having a summer weekend at an English country-house, one that you spend flirting with some dreamy second son of Lord Someone Or Other whilst wearing a fabulous hat and drinking a martini out by a fabulously tiled pool. In the 1930s. But without the depression. So, you know, on the BBC. In other words: SOLD.