I got my first riding lesson for my 11th birthday. Little did my parents know that it would become an obsession for rest of my teens. Every Sunday they got rid of me to the stables, I think they enjoyed getting rid of me but not the early morning start. I stopped when I went to University because lessons were so expensive. I would love to start again but I'm a bit shy and skint. (image from here)
When I hit my teens I pretended to become interested in music. It didn't really last all that long. Fast Forward no longer exists so this is the only image I could find.
Then I became corrupted by fashion and make up and worrying that I didn't look like a pop star. (image from here)
Further corruption but this time with built in pressure to have sex. I had to hide these ones from my parents. (image from here)
Between the ages of 16 and my first years at University I wasn't really loyal to any one magazine. Also I wasn't buying that many magazines in a bid to save some money. But then I discovered Marie Claire and I've been a loyal reader since then.
Of course my tastes have temporarily changed. Although I do find wedding magazines scary. I've mostly learnt what I don't want for our wedding from the magazines I have read. (from here)
For after the wedding when we can save money to re-do our kitchen, buy new carpet and get some decent furniture. Oh and I can dream at the beautiful homes we can't afford. (from here)