Finally got my hands on my subscriber issue - it got rescued from the postman but got left in a car - and the one thing I really enjoyed about this issue is that it was for women. I mean, it usually is, but after reading some other September issues, thank God for a magazine which knows I might have adult tastes.
Sometimes I feel that UK HB is like the British version of Vogue Paris, perhaps an unequal comparison, but both seem to understand that you can deeply desire fashion, yet the larger picture is one where you lead your own life. That fashion is a tool - like a knife - which you wield to get your way in the world, a world where you don't live for fashion - you make it your slave.