I love magazines. I buy them almost every time I go to the grocery store. Sometimes I get home and I’ll take the magazine out of the grocery bag only to find that I already have the magazine. Such a waste of money. But there’s a reason I love magazines ~ they provide momentary escape. They also provide inspiration.
I look at the glossy pages of Glamour and imagine that spending $395 on a pair of Tory Burch boots is perfectly reasonable. I read the articles in Redbook and believe that my inner sex kitten really is underneath the gray sweats and stained t~shirt. I peruse O Magazine and know that I can make a difference in just 5 minutes a day.