An Open letter to Domino magazine,
I don’t often fall in love with things. I have had a steady relationship with many magazines over the course of my life and it is with extreme sadness I write this letter.
I am in my late twenties with a love for décor. I grew up reading my mother’s Southern Accents, Southern Living, and even Better Homes and Gardens. These are all fabulous publications but weren’t hip or young enough for my taste.
As I grew up and began to realize what would be within my decorating budget, nothing really existed that spoke to my generation and pocketbook, and then came Domino.
Domino is absolutely perfect. You had the edge of Metropolitan Home with the glamour of Elle Décor. We are more than a niche that read your magazine. You are the perfect concoction of all the other options out there, and then you blazed your own path. Who else is going to tell us how to pair Ikea with heirlooms?
I am absolutely distraught. I know that the blogs will live on; but there is something about being able to tear out the beautiful glossy page and put in a notebook, dreaming that your Formal living room could one day look like the creative director of J.Crew’s.
I will miss you dearly and each month will daydream what your cover would have looked like. Your flair for design and love for homes will live on in your offspring, Design Sponge, and I will be reading her intently.
Sincerely,
Katharine Fuchs
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