The New Yorker

As Anna is away, and I'm back from my snow holiday, I'm going to have to step up my game! I love the New Yorker, simply because every single page of it is attention-grabbing and interesting, so one doesn't skip multiple pages at a time trying to find something the slightest bit intriguing. Here is a front cover of an issue from February 4th, 1939, and one from 2009. I love how little it's changed.

- Belle