As I sit ay my desk eating triple choc cookies and reading
the last edition of Grazia, I have The Sound of Music’s “So Long, Farewell” going around in my head. The song is a final farewell that
is fun, yet elegant.
That would have to be the one word that I use to describe
Grazia’s last hoorah … elegant.
Not too over the top, but a graceful look down memory lane.
Editor Amy Molloy got it spot on!
The headlines that were,
perfectly mixed with fresh articles on some hot topics.
As I discussed with my newsagent after the announcement of
Grazia’s cancellation – Grazia is more than a trashy weekly magazine. It is a
magazine that contains some, as the newsagent put it, “Great little articles.”
We Need to Talk… prompted adult conversations. This week’s
out-going discussion on sex was some cleverly, sophisticated food for thought.
The fashion pages that made Grazia the smart, sassy fashion
bible it was, went out with a bang.
With Bowie’s latest film clip for The Stars (Are out Tonight) going viral
this week, Grazia’s Bowie inspired fash piece could not have been better timed.
I loved that it was kept local with a piece on up and coming
it-girl, Isabelle Cornish. (Sister of Abbie Cornish and the face of both Bonds
and Tony Bianco.)
The final fashion pages were jam-packed!
A little bit of everything, for the loyal, diverse women that was the Grazia reader.
Baroque, fine wine, nomad!
Strong poses, killer make-up, killer clothes!
Now on to my favourite Grazia column, The Glosspel according
to Tracey Withers, a great final piece with more lasting advice,
“The way you
exit the party is every iota as crucial your gloss count going in … the
out-door’s always, always where the
paps are parked!”
This witty column will be sorely missed.
So I guess that’s it, I might go for a walk now, to work off
those cookies.
To the only weekly magazine I bought,
To the stylish mag that was Grazia Australia,
I bid you Farewell,
Rachel x
