I love seeing Michaela here, but the outdated font that only Australian Vogue interns would love, and this flat, lifeless photography really ruin the impact of this cover. But kudos to Chioma for finally shifting the look of the magazine even though that font is certainly a choice.
Also, this ongoing push for a sad, muted, “melancholic” aesthetic from certain photographers has run its course. It might have felt relevant during the lockdown era, but now it just feels stale and uninspired. These covers should command attention, not lull us into a yawn.
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