Finally, just one more night to sleep. So for once we do ‘tomorrow we’, but that is allowed in the case of our sixth child. Yes, we are six magazines further. SIX. Is it normal that you find each child more fun and prettier? I think it's not appropriate, but I do.

Tomorrow it will be on the shelf, 236 pages thick, with the coolest cover for Chanel, which suddenly became a tribute to Karl Lagerfeld without us knowing. On page 36, the elegant Birgit Kos is in conversation with our May, followed by Peggy revealing where the greats of the earth indulge in luxury and celebrate vacations, on 96 Marion Pauw about how addictive those likes are and while flipping through you end up in a runway dossier that you wish would never stop. Of course, that's my humble opinion. But feel free to go see, read, and buy it yourself. Tomorrow at your bookstore and Albert Heijn. Do we have a date?