So I am quite proud of that

How it all started, I actually don't remember anymore. Let's just say it's extra proof that blood crawls where it can't go. I who left print for online suddenly had a magazine. On paper, that is. It was stacked in the store. I thought that was something, you know. That you just did it all ‘yourself’. Everything that at my previous publisher had comfortable people who arranged everything, we had to figure it all out ourselves. Ordering paper, choosing the best printer, ensuring good placements; we did it all alongside our work. Annick, who walked in here as an intern, pulls all the strings, Lilian (who also came to us as an intern) manages the magazine, taps shoulders to meet deadlines, my sales director Daniëlle arranges the coolest ads and thinks of creative ways to arrange collaborations and distribute the magazine in other ways. Together we come up with content and approach the nicest people to write stories. Marion Pauw made me think with her story about how addictive social media is. She calls it the coke of our time. And the ladies of LotteLust specially documented the orgasm dossier for us, because there is still an uncomfortable gap between the male orgasm quota and ours. The fact that many men still think that the clitoris is a stain that needs to be scrubbed out of the carpet doesn't help.

Kiki checked off her travel bucket list further and traveled to Bali and Costa Rica and reported on it. Because I, at least with summer in sight, can't get enough of good travel destinations, climbed Peggy Weijergang to the pen and wrote about the VIP magnets of this world and why you should or maybe shouldn't be there. And if so, when. And of course we have an enormous XXL overview of all the shows of this spring/summer so you can be inspired to update your entire wardrobe.

You are now wondering if there is a moral to this story and then I say: nice that you ask that. It is now for sale. Run, baby, run. For €5.99 it's yours. 236 pages clean on the hook.