This year I stumbled on this over-priced magazine while wandering around Barnes and Noble. It cost $20 and comes out four times a year. I splurged and bougt it, and now I love it. I wish I were a visual artist. I think that is what it all comes down to. But I'm not. Or perhaps I'm just not brave enough to try? Most likely that statement is just me, on some level, not wanting to completely believe that I'll never be able to make something visually beautiful. So to satisfy that impulse I buy lots of art books and now Elephant magazine. You can also read it on-line, but it really is nice to hold in your hands. As an object, it's pretty great.
Check it out here.
Completely separate: don't you just love Marc Jacobs in make-up? Has anyone tried his new cologne for men?