I’ve known about Anna Wintour for a long time now.  My fascination with her are grown over the years as I matured more and so did my interest in fashion and media.  Ever since I was 11, I had a strong desire to be an editor of a major fashion magazine. My first subscription was to Young & Modern and in the 5th grade I created and wrote the class newsletter all by myself. My brief stint in childhood modeling was really my first lite taste of the fashion industry and I found it all very strange. Still, in high school, my subscriptions grew on what meager money I had to include teen versions of major magazines and I excelled in photography and yearbook.

I’ve always have a passion for writing.  In college, I majored in English journalism and continued writing for student publications and furthered my subscription. I never saw the end of print publication coming — as tech crazy as I can be — because I still devoutly subscribe to print editions of all periodicals.  I put my editor dreams on pause when I learned how much I hated reporting and when I saw the demise of the industry.  Still, the desire to be EIC never really waned inside me. So what does this have to do with Anna?

I just finally saw The September Issue, a documentary style film chronicling the months leading up to the creation of the September edition of American Vogue.  With Anna at the head, and Grace Coddington as creative director, the issues trudges along through editorials, meetings and months of trend reporting. We get to see Sienna test and shoot for the cover, and Grace cringe on the sidelines at the thought of models no longer being on covers.  If you can’t tell, I loved the movie.  It reinvigorated my love for magazine production and my need to write, produce, and create beautifully crafted and well written pieces. The little power girl in me is still longing to be a part of that world, dead or not.  I admire Anna greatly for the things she has been able to accomplish and even if you don’t like her you can’t really argue with her simply because of her years in the industry.

And so today, I’ve begun cleaning out my bookshelf and filling them with my magazines instead of my books. Long live the fashion magazines. Oh, and bring back the models.