Hasta La Motion!

It could be the sad, sad sound of the always-growing-louder death knell of print that gets me all squishy for John-Paul Thurlow’s blog, COVERS, or the quaint nostalgia emanating from the stacks upon stacks of glossy magazines which I no longer have in my possession; but no matter which it is, combined with some swine flu and the remote possibility of someone douchey going to jail for torture, it feels like the times are a changing. So, what better way to celebrate than to sit with some beautifully illustrated mag covers from simpler times and toast to cooling off. Cheers!