When my spirits begin to lack the luster that so forcefully compels me though my usually long and creative days. I will begin to feel the all to familiar drawing of the bookstore beckoning me to come and take my fill of pleasure in its bounty. Believing that there is some form of magic that occurs when paper meets pen no matter the art, I am a traditional girl in the sense that I will always remain faithful and true to my undying devotion to the written word in the form of paper. I love nothing more than to thumb through a periodical no matter the language and let it speak to me. My collection of these glossies is ever expanding, and I do appreciate and adoringly admire the neatly stacked and filed copies that fill, or more along the lines, flood my room. There is no needless waste I can assure you. There is so much to keep going back to these lovely works to keep being inspired by. And I have a set of rules that I abide by when considering a purchase. Besides my mainstay subscriptions, I will not purchase a new magazine unless there is something in it that completely inspires me, and I have to know that I would be completely upset if I were to go home without the edition in question. I most definitely would not consider myself technology savvy in the least. There are those in my family that are…computer geniuses, and continually/incomprehensively are bestowing their patience with my disability. They help walk me through three, four, five times how to upload my pics…So why I am going a stray, and having somewhat of an affair with my internet approach….The answer is simple. Because all that I am is a woman smitten with the art of fashion, standing in the open asking fashion to love me in return.

Alexis C.