I love magazines and have subscribed to so many over the years. Heat (shamefully ... but it was in my younger days), Grazia, Red, The Simple Things, Porter, Traveller, Ideal Home, and more recently, thanks to a gift subscription from magazine.co.uk, Livingetc. And I think it might be my favourite.
It started with Bunty, and then came Mandy, Jackie was altogether more sophisticated, but none could compare to Just Seventeen, especially when you were actually thirteen. I grew up reading magazines, heading to the library to leaf through them when my mum refused to buy me any more, and I still find them an absolute treat even now. I no longer buy DVDs preferring to download films, all my music is on iCloud, and my house is mostly devoid of books with everything I read safely stored on my iPad. But magazines? Nothing beats holding an actual magazine in your hand. Studying the cover, folding down the corner of a page with a particularly enticing recipe or a 'must-buy' dress, or having a good old soak and reading about desert islands and distant shores.