I can’t even get into the fashion section in this mag. It seems I’m not suppose to which is fair enough. Like every editor-in-chief, Sanati is fond of referencing “the typical reader” or, in her case, “the typical contemporary Canadian woman.” Usually, this archetype is a fiction, a statistical composite distilled, as Sanati remarked, from “a deep amount of psychobiography, demography and market research.” Chatelaine, however, draws heavily on a real woman. This is Robin (her last name is a secret), a white, blonde, pretty working mother, in her late-30s, who lives with her husband and two children, on a combined family income of about $80,000, in a suburb north-east of Toronto. Virtually everything about Robin is available in Chatelaine’s staff data base (and has been since at least early 2007). Rarely, Sanati remarked, does a day go by at Chatelaine headquarters without someone saying something like “Robin likes Patrick Dempsey” or “Robin would be interested in that” – and “that” could be a survey on the status of national day care, determining one’s correct …