Porn?

I read somewhere that design magazines are like porn for Manhattan apartment dwellers. Sitting in our cramped 450 sq.feet apartments, we fantasize as we flip through pictures of spacious walk-in-closets and sun drenched patios.

Even as I complain frequently to my husband about how I am irritated with our ever shrinking apartment, I am aware of all the back-issues of my design magazines that could free up space for more 'practical' things.


My first ever design magazine was 'Inside-Outside'. Back in college when I could ill afford it, I just *HAD* to buy that 12 Rupee copy. I still have all the back issues from the 1990s stacked neatly in a cupboard in my parent's home.