After much consideration I finally decided to try my luck in Cosmo blog awards. Just because...
At first I hesitated, but the more I thought about it (oh yes, I do marinate my thoughts thoroughly) I suddenly realised that, in fact, Cosmo and I definitely share a story and a good chunk of my past and so it would be a real shame not to use an opportunity to become an item.
If you are short of time to read the entire post, skip to the bottom to get to the point of it all. Otherwise, allow me to entertain you with my musings for a while...
As far as the story goes, Cosmo was the very first glossy magazine that wasn't about sewing or cooking, but fashion, relationships, beauty and, gasp, sex (and yes, I just printed the word, practically out loud!) The first issue was published in 1994 and sold out so quickly we had no time to realise how wonderful it really was. Each town would receive a certain number of copies and buying one was practically a military operation requiring precise tactics and good level of fitness.
Every month me and my mum spent hours running around town, from one kiosk (news agent if you prefer) to another trying to locate the precious magazine. The process of communication and updates was just as complicated for there was no such thing as mobile phones. Once the magazine was found and brought home, we would fight over it for a few minutes, then allocate time slots for reading (mum always won, obviously). My Cosmo-less friends would come and visit a few days later, too.
We still have all the issues tucked away safely... They were beautiful, with supermodels as cover girls and witty and intelligent stories to mull over. Thought some of you may find it silly, but Cosmopolitan inspired me, a part of me, to love fashion, to be a bit more adventurers, to break the rules and see the world as a grown-up. It introduced me to Cindy Crawford and Elle Macpherson's workouts and, a few years later, Pilates. It showed me a few make-up tricks. Most importantly, Cosmo was the magazine that connected me to fashion - I leant the names of my favourite models, became familiar with fashion brands (both through the ads and interviews), photographers and collections.
One day, out of the blue, I got a copy of a foreign Cosmo with Valeria Mazza on a cover (and a pair of gigantic candy pink Havana flip-flops as a freebie). It was British! The issue was so different compared to my native glossy, something from another planet almost. Needless to say, it joint my collection and is still around.
In a way, Cosmo was once my big sister I've never had, the oldest and, emotionally, the dearest one, for it was my only fashion magazine at the time. (Russian Elle was published in 1996 and Vogue - in 1998) The longer I thought of it all, the more I felt that I wanted to hang onto that memory, keep it alive and take it with me into the future. I also wish my blog, if chosen by Cosmo, would become a big sister or just an interesting read for the girls who love fashion and style.
And this is why I really want to take part in Cosmo Blog Awards 2014 and need your help in order to get as far as possible.
If you think that Fashioned by Love deserves to be the Best Established Fashion Blog of 2014, please follow the link and nominate it.
Thank you so much for supporting my blog and tolerating this practically endless story! Love you forever and ever for being out there for me.
Photo source: Cosmopolitan UK May 1999 (photography: Michael Perez, styling: Bryony Toogood)