I really do wish that I could live off of magazines, because if I buy many more of the ones I really like I may not be able to afford food. I know I did a post a while back hating on magazines a little, but in the last few months I've cultivated a love affair/obsession with them. To be more specific, with ultra-cool foreign mags, which tend to be far more expensive than North American magazines like Elle or (shudder) American Vogue, but I believe that they are well worth the extra cost, since I tend to look back at them over and over again, whereas with American mags I read them once, then only use them to cut up for projects. I think the only American magazine I'll be reading in the foreseeable future is Nylon, and only because I got a free subscription through Urban Outfitters.
In a way I'm glad that most of the magazines I like only come out twice a year, since they're so expensive, but I'm at a loss of what to do between issues. 
I'm especially excited about this Vogue Collections magazine I got today, which will be my prized possession for the next few months. I don't even want to think about how expensive it was (let's just say the clerk at Chapters did a double-take, picked it up, and said "this is the most expensive magazine I've ever seen!"). It's well worth it, though! It has collections from Paris, Milan, London and New York fashion weeks as well as an accessories section, and let me just say that it is killing me. I looked through it quickly and I was somewhere between drooling and crying the entire time. So, if you find me crying under my covers with all the lights off, you know who to blame.
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