How did Lauren Sánchez and Jeff Bezos end up in Vogue? Everyone is still talking about the recent magazine feature on America’s horniest-for-each-other couple with equal parts glee and disgust. As someone smarter than me posited (sorry, I can’t remember who, DM me), this is the purest form of camp: a caricature of an Annie Leibovitz shoot, actually shot by Annie Leibovitz; a man dressed up like a cowboy, wearing bro bracelets; an augmented, otherworldly woman in Skims, Staud, and glimmering jewel-toned gala dresses. It’s the American dream, right? And yet, many of the conversations I’ve had this past week have been about Anna Wintour’s decision to greenlight the piece in the first place. Why and how, they asked.