My Magazine Subscription Timeline
So what if I was ten when I started reading?
Pretty sure we all discovered this little gem in some dentist's office when we were young. I somehow conned Momma Chrissy into a subscription for a year, maybe two.
What became my ever-changing wall paper. J.T.T. dominated all four walls at one time, sigh.
Introducing Bop’s sister mag, BB Bop! (By now my walls are plastered with Justin Timberlake’s face).
As Vice President of our local N'Sync fan club it was extremely important that I keep up to date on their favorite colors and dream dates.
During my teen modeling days I worked a YM event and met LFO, probably the most exciting day of my life. Sad.
Of course during the college years I read this whorey lame publication. By now I should know a billion "ways to please your man." Ashamed.
Bienvenidos a Barcelona!
Living in Spain, I didn't technically subscribe to this, but it was always in mi casa conmigo. Perfect for practicaring mi espanol.
Fresh out of the Costa Rican jungle I desperately needed some Glamour to my regime. Still working on it... slow process.
Nicely settled in with the boyfriend and cat, oh how life has changed!
Love looking at beachside residences and overpriced sailor inspired pillows.
Captivating articles and creative editorial spreads. So sophisticated, I wear my glasses when reading (even if the prescription is nearsighted).
I know, I know, I get a lot of heat for this one... but the Type 2 Diabetes causing recipes (holy calorie count!) help me feel less homesick. And I like the local shout-outs.
What the future holds…
2040 (wait till the kids leave home...) ?