On the Same Page

I don’t know if I’ve told you before, but my person is obsessed with fashion. Seriously, the stacks of Vogues date further back than I do. It is not an unfamiliar sight to see her return from getting the mail and settling right into a new issue. The issue that arrived today, however, was so thin. With far fewer pictures. That didn’t stop her from losing an hour flipping through and reading, putting it down only to begin dinner.

Except it wasn’t Vogue, or W, or Harper’s Bazaar, or Elle, or InStyle…

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I am so reading this as soon as she leaves the house.

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