Man About Town Spring/Summer 10

Yup, the collection keeps growing.
The latest additions to my growing pile of printed paper loveliness include (finally!) The Gentlewoman and this season's Arena Homme + (Which continues to be my favourite biannual. If not just my favourite magazine full stop). I also happened upon the new Man About Town - who knew Reading WHSmith could be such a fucking GOLD MINE? (seriously, I usually have to lug all these back from London, so it was so exciting to find them all. Rumour is it (according to Arianne, so we know who to blame if its a lie) theres also Fantastic Man there too, but I didnt see it when I was there. anywayanywayanyway I distract!).
I must admit this is only my second time buying Man About Town, the (first being last season), but I fully intend to keep on buyin', I LOVE it.
I love the typography, and the paper they use smells lovely and is that nice sort of uncoated paper often found in Pop magazine pull outs (know what I mean?). Last season also had a glossy editorial in the centre but this issue is all soft and papery goodness throughout (I really couldnt work out how to articulate that sentence?).
Anyway enough of my stilted vocabularic mumblings (woop for new words, muthafuckers), here are some of my favourite pages...

I know the images are awful.Two words: deal with it.

Heres a video of cover star Aaron Johnson.

You need a little bit of this medicine, Mamas gonna give you some medicine

basically its well nice to be home because I have rediscovered my beautiful record player. OH I LOVE IT SO. its one of those hot little vintage ones that has speakers built in. you know it sort of ones that loook a bit like a suitcase until you open it up and BAM theres a cute little record player right there ready to go. Ive been listening to Bowie and Adam and the Ants and all the other songs that make me happy. Right now ive got The Medicine Song playing. I dont really know what it is but its making me want to dance. Oh the joys of summer. Oh also its the cutest story how I got my record player: I saw it in the window of this cool vintage shop, and I was like oh wow cool, telling everyone about it. Then one day I went past the shop and it had gone and I was like boo hoo, oh no sad face etc... However a few days later it was my birthday and my dad had gone and bought it for me for it. oh wow yippeeeeee happy face.

(its pretty much the same as the picture, but not quite. I'll change it with a picture of my actual record player when I get back to reading and can upload pictures).