Its Sunday night and I am at home watching
the Olympic Games closing ceremony, briefly looking at instagram updates
and flipping through the pages of the Dutch Vogue magazine. I realized I
havent really bought a magazine in ages -apart from
the stack I got
at Copenhagen’s airport 2 weeks ago-, when I used to collect French
Vogue and have piles and piles and piles of it at home. At one point, I
got so tired of seeing Ads on the first 60(?!) pages, I mean, it was ad
after ad after ad. Boring stuff. Then I completely became an “online
person”, I am a blogger so it makes sense right?.