Last year I subscribed Vogue for only £19.99 (wow, that's a lot of nines). One more thing to be sad about for not living in England anymore: magazines keep on coming, but there's no one to read them. I've skimmed through all the issues now and I'm completely fond of Adele - "I'd be like, fuck off. Besides if I was going to be the face of anything it should be full-fat Coke" or "BRIT award in the loo - it seemed fitting"
Tomorrow I'm heading to London and I'm not sure when is the next time I'll be visiting Rochester and how many Vogues are there to read then.
Sincerely yours,
Wilma Circus.
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