2 Just A Thought: Really, Martha?

Martha Stewart and I have a serious love-hate thing going on. Of course it’s completely one-sided and goes without saying that the woman has absolutely no idea our relationship even exists. Nonetheless, I jump for joy when her magazines land in my mailbox and can’t wait to sop up all of the DIY goodness inside while simultaneously cursing her the entire time I’m flipping through the pages. 

My favorite “really, Martha?” moment from the latest issue jumped right at me why reading over what makes for an A+ hotel stay.

This has to be some kind of overly domesticated humor that was lost on me…or she’s 100% serious.



I get the handheld shower part. No one likes a grimy bubble bath, but making the bellman open the shower curtain? D-to-the-IVA.

A quick turn of the page and it got even better…



How about you don’t run around ruining life for the rest of us? Never mind the welcome letter, but double up on the chocolates, sister. Not all of us can wave our magic wand and an assortment of meringue creations with a striking resemblance to farm animals fall from the sky.

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6 Just a Thought: There’s no way I’m alone on this one…

Normally, Martha Stewart can do no wrong in my book. Jail time? Her soufflé makes up for it. Neglectful mother? Possibly, but she (and that killer kitchen of hers) wins my heart over every time…but when I got around to reading her Oct 2011 issue, my own personal Martha fan club took a hit.

Don’t get me wrong, the recipes looked fabulous and her pumpkin carving party made me want to hop back into second grade…

…but when page 21 rolled around and Martha’s taxidermy collection took center stage, my Martha-worship took a beating. Somehow I just can’t stomach the thought of a smattering of birds perched next to my chicken dish, a porcupine in my liquor cabinet and a brown bear in my bed snuggled up with my latest loaner from the library.



Thanks for the nightmares, Martha.

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