Despite the fact that I’ve totally succumbed to the internet in numerous ways, one former habit will just not die: My apartment is cluttered with magazines. Every month, my mailbox floods with glossies and flipping through the pages feels like fashion heaven. Sure, there’s The Fashion Spot where users painstakingly upload each and every page, but there’s just something about being able to flip through the editorials and see the beauty in person.
Could that be the one way internet magazines just can’t compete? Keep reading »
Lady mags got you down? If so, you’ve got something in common with notorious Daily Mail columnist Liz Jones. Ms. Jones, who recently caused a stir with her confessional forays into “anorexia journalism,” has recently moved on from eating disorders and is now focusing on a semi-related topic: fashion magazines, publications where she once thrived as a staffer, which she now calls “patronizing, fake and pointless.” So it seems I have something in common with Jones, too. I grew up loving fashion magazines and spent most of my career working for them. And it’s been awhile now since I’ve become relatively dissatisfied with their sketchy intentions. I guess you could call it a love/hate relationship. Keep reading »