I just finished looking through the latest edition of Vogue Magazine. When I look through it, I feel like I did when I was a kid with the JC Penney Wish Book--remember, the catalogue that came out at Christmas time, with all the new toy? I used to look through and pick out all the cool stuff I wanted. That's the same way I am with Vogue. I fold pages down and study each ad to try to experience every single detail of the fashion. I don't want to miss anything. I know I can't afford half (well most) of the stuff in there, but its fun to check everything out. Just like when I was younger, I look forward to the massive editions that come out maybe twice a year, and detail all the new collections.
I even try to imagine the lives of the people they profile in the magazine--I picture what their life in the city must be like and the profession they obviously excel in, which allows them to buy $3,000 dresses to pair with Louis Vuitton wedges. What a life it must be...
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Isn't this just what SJP would say she did as a young girl on Sex in the City? Ahhh to dream....who ARE those people anyway? :)
yes! i do this with home magazines. god i loved the JCP christmas catalogue growing up...
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