When Vogue Comes to Town

Have you seen the September issue of Vogue Australia?

It's lovely and it's thick.

If you only buy one magazine a year and knock yourself out with the Ipad the remainder,

make it a September issue.

It's always a happy day when Vogue comes to the House of Flora PO Box.

I haven't always subscribed to Vogue, only when back in the day, I was sent out to whoop-whoop

to work at a couple of chalkfaces.

I reignited the subscription when this offer was up and running for Vogue's 50th Birthday.

Barbie. My destiny was Shop-Girl Barbie.

Never thought I'd see it, but it arrived.

Too good to be true.

I was not unhappy with her.

She's still padded up via Australia Post policy, because I am a hoarder

and I've preserved her for posterity.

She also Going Grey Great. Bit Daphne Guiness-like gorgeous.

Black suit, fine fish-nets and a camellia!

I nearly fainted.

Judging by this hoard though, it looks like I earned that subscriber's gift.

The workers love it when the archives come into the chalkface for a retrospective study.

Ciao, Bella.