A fashionista once again

Newsletter editor Lily here.

I've developed an odd hobby in the past couple of weeks. Well, it's odd for 2022, not necessarily weird in general: I've started buying and reading print magazines again. Yes, this is all going on while the industry is in shambles and continues to crumble before our very eyes. But in addition to being inspired to go to the farmers market for the first time in a while and watching some weird films than I normally do, visiting my close friend and her fiancé (an avid magazine subscriber) also reminded me that a few little indulgences can be really nice.

Reading print magazines is something I haven't regularly taken part in since probably the late 2000s and early 2010s when I was in high school, and I can't even tell you what the last issue was that I read — or even what the magazine was. But I had some time to kill at Union Station when my train was unexpectedly delayed coming back to the city, and I found myself wandering by a newsstand and perusing the magazine section for the first time in probably close to a decade. I walked out with three selections and have slowly made my way through them over the past few days. It's been fun brewing myself a cup of tea after my evening walk and sitting down to read them cover to cover.

I also think my interest in magazines — especially fashion ones — has been due to the fact that I've been going through a bit of a personal fashion revival as of late. I started following a ton of celebrity stylists and trend forecasters on Instagram and TikTok, and I downloaded Vogue's super clunky Runway app for the first time. I'm not necessarily buying anything; I just enjoy looking at pretty (and not so pretty) clothes on my own time. I'm not hoping to gain anything professionally from this hobby, nor will practically any of these items end up in my closet. I just like keeping tabs on this stuff.

On occasion, I start to feel bad about spending my time swiping through Instagram or TikTok or Runway. But then I remember that if we've learned anything in this pandemic, it's that you should take those little pockets of joy where you can. It's easy to forget in our hyper-productive world that not everything needs to be monetized or commodified or hacked; sometimes a hobby or interest can be just that.

So will I be leaving my work as a writer and editor to become a fashion designer or stylist soon? No chance in hell. But I can enjoy this ride while it lasts. That's the great thing about a hobby: When you leave it, you don't have to feel bad about it. You can just let it be.

What advice or support can you offer fellow members today?