Word: maxime
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...refused to go to the reshoot for the cover of Maxim magazine because they tried to make you look too slutty. Had you never seen Maxim...
...this element of teenage pranksterism and boorish humor--combined with pictures of women in the sort of bathing suits that would remain on for a millisecond were they ever deployed for actual bathing--that typifies the new breed of men's magazines, among them Gear and Maxim. The latter has become so popular with its twentysomething male audience that it recently spawned an even more vulgar offshoot called Stuff. Stuff endorses products like Belcher soda and flaunts cover lines that leave no doubt about how far the magazine will go to capitalize on feelings of hostility men may possess toward...
...Repeat is sweet," as the saying goes, but making this maxim come true is a difficult task. The Radcliffe rugby team, national champions in 1998, learned this lesson the hard way, as the team failed to qualify for this year's national tournament...
...Unfortunately, Maxim hasn't evolved much past the prehistoric era of men's publications. Maxim is of the creed that men still need scantily clad busty young women leering at them from the cover of a magazine to induce them to read it. While women's magazines traditionally advertise what you can become, Maxim is dedicated to showing guys what they can have...
...Frankly, I admit that I would be more inclined to read Elle if it incorporated some of Maxim's off-color humor and sometimes disgusting articles like "Help! They Mangled My Penis"--a graphically illustrated account of a man's horribly botched attempt at penile enlargement. I'd like to see a similar article entitled, "Revenge of the Silicon Breasts" to deter Pamela Lee Anderson wannabes. The fact is all of these magazines are just junk food for the brain. If they don't make you feel insecure about your height/weight/intellect, they waste your time with their inanity. Guys, welcome...