Those of us who were, and still are, magazine fans remember fondly the glory days of the turn of the century, when magazines were still king (and queen).
When newsstands were plentiful, and there were so many titles to choose from. When being on the cover was a big deal. When articles would drive conversations. When editors had celebrity status. When budgets were loose, and the parties were big, must-attend, publicity-garnering events. When certain issues (ahem, September) would drop with the weight of a phone book, thanks largely to all the advertisements.
This was before the Internet drove everyone online. Before social media gave everyone their own publishing platform. Back then, print magazines mattered. I miss those days.
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