I discovered how immense my love affair was on a recent trip to Asia for two months where I proceeded to spend copious amounts of money on magazines trying to convince my boyfriend that £10 on Elle wasn’t that bad. It was more of an investment into fashion than a stupid amount of money on some pieces of paper. But they’re not just pieces of paper, their like bibles to me. I couldn’t live without them on my travels.
I remember from a young age I’ve been obsessed with magazines persuading my mum to subscribe to both Sugar and Bliss when I was about 11 or 12. The sound of the magazine hitting the mat as the post arrived made me burst with excitement and I would get engrossed for hours with my magazines. They helped mould me into who I am today and further my passion with fashion and beauty.
It got worse as I grew up. My mum and I would have continuous arguments about throwing my magazines out. I would like to file them away categorised by magazine in case I needed to ‘refer back to them’. She never understood and would sneak them out when she thought I wasn’t looking.
So now, I’ve finally had to admit that this addiction has gotten the better of me as I continue to buy magazines on a weekly and monthly basis with my favourite being Look, Company, Glamour and Elle.
The addiction isn’t cheap, but what one is? I’m now considering the thought of subscriptions to these magazines in order to save some money in this current climate. It won’t be the same though, the thought of rushing to the shops to buy the latest magazine that may have a special feature on ‘shoes’ or ‘spring/summer trends’.
I’ll get by though, safe in the knowledge that when I get home my magazines will be on the mat like they were when I was young and I can get engrossed in them no matter what.
I’ll get by though, safe in the knowledge that when I get home my magazines will be on the mat like they were when I was young and I can get engrossed in them no matter what.
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