I would like to begin this post by first dispensing with any beating about the bush. The Gentlewoman is - hands down - the most engaging magazine I have ever had the good fortune to read.
I purchased my first issue a few months ago and I have been frantically hunting down every single back issue ever published ever since.
Never have articles been so articulately written, the great and the good so beautifully shot (sans retoucher) nor the niceties of modern life so expertly handled.
Take the article titled That Piece! in the Spring and Summer 2013 issue, for example.
The attention to detail - in what can only be described as the anatomy of a garment - appealed to the designer in me. I know firsthand what it feels like to have someone notice the near-obsessive thought that has gone into the minutiae of creating an item of clothing and I felt such vicarious gratitude that Charlie Porter had.
It was also within its pages that I discovered Jekka McVicar, Britain's foremost herb grower and unofficial adviser to the finest chefs in the land, no less. I am now mentally figuring out just how far Bristol is from where I live so that I can someday attend one of her rather tempting courses.
If you haven't already had the pleasure, I urge you to seek out a copy and make a gift of it to yourself. I have a sneaking suspicion that you will be just as enamoured of it as I am.
Oh, and if you happen to come across issues numbered 1,2,3 and 6, I shall be forever in your debt.