Love love love magazines. I can't resist them.I want it ..but when I pass by they call at me: Can you see me..buy me, please buy me. And of course soft as heart I can't resist that poor question. So thats why I have a lot of poor lonely magazines. I love to dream and to read in it. Every time again and again..in the sun, in the garden. on the beach on bed, in my favourite chair, in the train (specially)and stations of course. I'm always in the mood for some magazines.