I love Vogue, but reading China Vogue makes me feel like I'm illiterate, and buying imported copies of UK Vogue seems like a slippery slope to poverty. I should add I stumbled upon a copy of US Vogue at my local DVD store (all wrapped up in plastic) only to discover when I got it home that somebody had read it before me ... whilst eating chicken. And they had kindly left some of said chicken mashed between the pages: a modern day version of the pressed flower perhaps.
Today it all got too much and I decided to check out the Vogue China site. Here's some of the images that caught my eye: all fashion porn I'm afraid, because I didn't (i.e. couldn't) read a word of print.
Love it. Reminds me of this Lavazza advertisement ...
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