It was in middle school when I first got addicted to reading magazines. Back in the day, as a 12 year old, waiting for my mom to pick me up from the library, I would read "16" magazine and catch up on all the latest gossip on JTT and Brad Renfro and all those guys who passed away at an early age.
During my early 20s, I was really into US Weekly and all those other "trashy" celebrity gossip magazines. Well, I still read US Weekly, but it's just not as interesting as it used to be. (Yes, Nick & Jessica were still happily married during that time)
During the engagement period, I was stuck on wedding magazines. Ever since I got married, I don't think I've picked one up.
The last time I was at Borders, I caught myself picking up a lot of interior decorating, backyard landscaping and food magazines. As I passed through this generation's version of "16" and had no idea who the people on the cover are (seriously, who are the Jonas brothers?!), I realized... crap, I'm no longer an adolescent... the magazines in my hand definitely define who I am now.
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