Growing up my mother religiously read Victoria magazine. There were stacks everywhere in our house; the bed was not considered made until the latest issues had been fanned out on the duvet and tucked in the wicker breakfast tray. She says she mostly read Victoria for the tablescapes (House Beautiful was for home decor, which was also in abundance, but Victoria is the magazine that sticks out most in my memory). Wanting a soothing hit of nostalgia and to spend some time in a world concerned with ornate wicker, lilac tides and strawberry ice, I ordered a few issues from the nineties.
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