bca17cdc3b2a11e180c9123138016265_7According to Glamour, being a snob makes you thin.

Well, it’s not the way you think. I’m sure you have visions of Soho brats filling their shopping basket with 300 calories of Dean & Deluca caviar and a bottle of champagne for dinner. But that’s not quite the gist of the December issue.

Glamour describes the snob diet strategy as, “Eat the good stuff, turn your nose up at anything else and–nutritionists swear it will happen–watch yourself lose weight.”

Well, bravo Glamour. You took a concept that locavores know quite well–staying away from gross, processed food–gussied it up with some pictures of a blond girl wearing a purple fur and lacy panties eating chocolate, and called it chic and new. I’m actually quite impressed with your creative prowess.

But let’s be real, this is not a new concept. When Michael Pollan spends a whole chapter discussing in sumptuous detail a dinner party he threw involving hand-picked mushrooms and a hand-made pasta, he was absolutely being a snob. In fact, proponents of all things green, organic, and local are often called snobs, but unlike here, it is not an endearment. And yet, I can personally attest that the snob/eat real food diet does, in fact, work.

So I’m going to agree with Glamour on this one: be a snob! Screw meal replacement bars and low fat cheese wedges, just like Glamour says, and go for delicious, Upstate New York camembert. Let a bit of fair trade, three-ingredient chocolate melt slowly in your mouth instead of Hershey’s. Drizzle honey from Brooklyn over your toast, or delicately place a morsel of Hudson Valley duck on your tongue at a farm-to-table restaurant–instead of wolfing down Chinese takeout. I totally support this idea, and I’m sure the farmers at the farmers market do too. Bravo for Glamour for standing up for real food!

Now, if we can just convince Self to stop publishing drivel promoting low-fat frozen dinners and the weight-loss powers of smoking, we’ll be all set.