Hold the presses
As if I needed any more magazines in my apartment, lately I've developed a fixation on tracking down super-old publications. I love the feel of them, the musty smell, the tone of the articles, the fashion, and most especially, the ads. I'm not even too snobby about what I buy, though I'm mostly focused on women's books from '60s and '70s. Today I found an amazing Ladies' Home Journal from '73 with Marilyn Monroe on the cover (Norman Mailer wrote the story), a groovy Harper's Bazaar from '69, and this gorgeous French Vogue from '61. All of them are super-inspiring stylewise and not too expensive, which makes this new addiction—while not in any way a solution to my clutter disorder—not the most unhealthy habit to have.





















The best are vintage Seventeen from the 60's & 70's. I can't get enough of them.
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Vogue Paris 1989 with Meryl Streep!