I’ve received the September 2013 issues of Vogue (902 pages), W (456 pages), and Harper’s Bazaar (600 pages) in the mail. Still waiting on Elle though! This is me walking in from the mailbox holding Vogue and W in all my suburban work-at-home glory. 🙂
It’s been an annual ritual, since I was thirteen or so, to await the mailbox arrival of fashion magazine September issues in late August. I started my obsession with fashion magazines in the late ’60s with Seventeen, continued in the ’70s with Mademoiselle and Glamour, then in the ’80s and beyond with Vogue, Elle, W, and Harper’s Bazaar. I had a brief time-out from fashion magazines in the ’90s, when I was immersed in motherhood and wearing mom jeans and spit up, but I digress…
There is nothing quite like the experience of getting that thick heavy mass of glossy paper in the mailbox. Oh, the internet is great for looking at fashion photos, but holding all that heft in your hands and paging through all that glorious sartorial autumn beauty is a lot more satisfying. It seems as though magazines are really pushing their online editions. I spend an inordinate time on the internet as it is, but I really hope that fashion magazines continue the long-time tradition of a print edition. I like the contrast of looking at actual print on paper vs. on a screen.
Meanwhile, I am making my way through the magazines. I am done looking through Harper’s Bazaar and will now start on the 902 pages of Vogue. Yes, I realize that it’s all about consumerism and unattainable beauty -blah blah, blah – but I don’t care. I love it!