Ever since ever, I’ve been obsessed with print magazines and coffee table books. From music publications to fashion, magazines have fed my soul, and not just the editorials but the ad campaigns with their cultural subtexts and the odd zine here and there - hello, Cheap Date, I miss you.
So why am I boring you with a trip down magazine memory lane? Because it’s been a goal of mine since I started Rebel Bride to go printed. And AT LAST I’ve plucked up the courage - yes courage - to get the hell on with it. In a world where tech is sexy and media is mostly consumed through an interactive screen, it’s an audacious move to bring the tangible and less transitory form back into people’s hands. But here we are, offering both but preferring the latter. So here we go headlong and excited.