1: Girly magazines that we all secretly love, no matter how
feminist we
try to be
2: Softcore romance novels that are
basically the scripts for porn, but more 18th century and cheesy.
1: Elle, Vogue, Cosmo, Seventeen, etc, etc.
2: They're the paperbacks in the
shitty bookstores, often featuring
Fabio on the covers, shirt unbuttoned,
hair billowing in the wind.
In a sentence*-
Girl 1: Look, there's a shitty bookstore!
Girl 2: Let's go in and get some lady porn!
Girl 1: Yay!
*note: definitions are interchangeable