We were promised glamour and fashion galore in Edward's final months as EIC or whatever the hell he is at this point, but his magazine has never been worse than it has since that announcement. Going out with sizzles instead of bangs.
He’s saving all that glamour and fashion for his send-off March issue; it’s going to be 500+ pages of concentrated high fashion harkening back to the golden days of Vogue of the 2000s… You'll see.
For a supposed holiday issue, it’s so depressing, empty, and budget-looking— like the local free community newsletter some pick up on their way to work that they just leave in the subway after they get get off on their stop. What adds insult to injury even more is that with his first year, the art direction for the cover/ccoverstory/fashion stories at least made the effort to corral the imageries to a decent presentation.Now, he doesn't even care: Just basic skills with InDesign will do.
The only standout story that showcases any semblance of Vogue’s past glorious vision of dream, cinema, glamour, history and you know—
fashion, is Annie’s take on the imageries of Hopper. That, along with the ads for Scottish brand Johnstons of Elgin— of which stomps all over the Ryan McGinly Prada Sports campaign’s similar location shoot, with its masterclass presentation of composition, location and mood, and Amina Muaddi's very Irving Penn composition of footwear, are the only superior visions of fashion that was once the standard of Vogue.
12 pages of Vogue-worthy content out of 346pgs LMFAO (…Some will likely be stanning all over the 6pg Dolce x Meisel holiday campaign. And although decent enough, it’s just Meisel on autopilot that’s he's done countless times before, and way way way better 20-30 years ago in Franca’s Vogue ..:yawn:…)