I used to consume so many magazines that my coffee table looked like other people’s recycling piles, but nowadays, it takes special circumstances for me to go on a serious print binge. And last week, when my cable and internet went out in perfect synchrony with the big snowstorm, I had the ideal excuse to hit the newsstand hard. So I headed to the really excellent one right across the street from my place and bought all the magazines I read on a regular or semi-regular basis. They are as follows: British Vogue (my favorite of the Vogues) Living Etc (fun British home magazine) Grazia, Frankie (cute indie mag from Australia) Us Weekly (I’m not ashamed), New York, and The New Yorker.