Over the weekend, the Reaper decided to no longer wanted a relationship with Tango magazine and only wanted to be friends. So I left a message on its answering machine saying I was leaving to snuff other magazines, but not before offing Tango too.
Another sad tale of a publishing neophyte who scrounged together some investment money, put some of her own MBA-earned riches into her project and created the perfect nail salon magazine. Unfortunately, nail salons get their magazines for free.
Tango's conceit was to be the the "Lovelines" of the publishing world, exploring the relationship world through female eyes. Imagine all the relationship articles of the magazines you read and putting them into one place. Would you pay for subscription to get that every month or read the same stuff in Glamour or Cosmo?
Tango joins that long line of "we're keeping our web product" magazine closing announcements.
Tango says there are five "love stages": single, taken, engaged, married, and starting over. I'm at the newly-created "dead" stage, which is where you are if you have no pulse. Some people say it's similar to the "marriage" stage.