My subscription copy arrived today, although I see it's already out on the newsstand. The UK edition comes with the On Time supplement, which offers no fashion-related content of note. Well, that's a lie, because there seems to be an article about fashions in pockets and how it affected the watch industry.
Anyhow, I have an appointment to look at Alec Baldwin's mug on the cover of the main magazine, so here we go. Of course, he gets to keep all his wrinkles and sunspots, unlike any woman his age on a cover.
The editor's letter is Trump, Trump, Trump, and he signs off with a mention of another one of the magazine's obsessions - the Madoffs. The Vanity Fair Oscar party section is also a Chanel No.5 L'Eau pull-out advert. A few pages later, there's a proper series of portraits by Mark Seliger of winners and celebrities from the night, which are nothing special, but Mahershala Ali does get the opening two pages, the biggest part of the entire feature.
Suki Waterhouse is the Vanities Girl (I suppose it IS April Fools today) while the 'One Young World' section looks like a big advertorial for a foreign hotel.
Now the political articles start, with a look at the Russian dossier connecting the Kremlin to Trump. Another article questions whether Russia's propaganda tactics could take root in the USA. Alec Baldwin talks about whatever he has to talk about, an article which is 'adapted' from both his memoirs and an interview he gave on Jimmy Kimmel.
There's a little bit of soprano Renee Fleming before they look at Elon Musk and his attempt to take control of the future. Then it's an article about the situation at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, following the departure of its director.
And now we get to the culture section, offering a bit more colour and life, with a feature about book editor/publisher Nan Talese, and the illustrative artist Robert McGinnis. And hidden at the back is a big piece about Prince Charles' childhood. Even if you were a Royal, things were done differently back then, packed away to boarding school and left to fend for yourself in the pecking order.
The end interview is David Hyde Pierce, and the back page advert is one of those terrible Dior handbag shots of Jennifer Lawrence.
I certainly wouldn't have bought this issue, given the cover and the contents. Yes, Vanity Fair always offers you something with a bit of depth to read, but I don't think there's any new angle being given on the political situation, and I wouldn't willingly pay money to look or hear about Alec Baldwin, and there's no compensatory glamour inside that makes up for it.