Martha Stuart’s Excruciatingly Perfect Weddings
by Tom Connor
It says PARODY right on the cover. I picked it up by accident in a pile of magazines at a rummage sale, and it’s languished around the house on seemingly every horizontal surface. I finally picked it up tonight and I didn’t think it was very funny. Maybe it was funny when it came out and the real Martha was gaining traction but not yet a byword in K-Mart linens. My advice: always shake down your pile of beading magazines at a yard sale for stray hitchhiking parody books.