This is almost better than Christmas.
One of the best, almost edible (sometimes I can't help myself and end up eating paper) smells in the world-right up there with Vera Wang Princess-comes from the pages of a Vogue. What's even better, an Italian Vogue.
WHAT'S EVEN BETTER: AN ITALIAN VOGUE FROM ITALY WITH THE EXTRA PRIZE ATTACHED JUST TO MAKE YOU FEEL LOVED.
I love the extra prizes attached. They're like finding prizes in your cereal, except with these prizes one can slowly and admiringly take in it's beauty by flipping through the pages like I did when I was six with a picture book.
I'll try not to ruin their silky pages with my inevitable drool.