Noelle-you’re right, they always have diet and exercise junk in Chatelaine, but I try to flip by that to the good stuff, the food!

Huh.

And, I’m really interested in what it took to make that picture. Funny how we make our magazine pictures look so “casual” like “Oh I was just hanging out in this alley with the graffiti/mural, funny you should be here too! Look how casually I lean on this wall. I do this every day…” When really it was the effort of four people and four hours. Crazy.

Also, to those of you who think the magazine took a “Better Homes and Gardens” turn, well, yes, it’s still a women’s mag with spreads of homes and fashion, BUT – there are a lot of smart women behind it, and a diverse array of articles and influences. I happen to loathe mags like Cosmo but I do love indulging in magazines, so I bought myself a subscription to Chatelaine last year and I haven’t been sorry.

Just saying.

“So Dr. Hwaet came by in the TOWAERDES and dropped the Usk-dogg off for a while. Usk and I were in the garage havinge sum Molson longenekkes and I toold hym of Philippa’s coldnesse. And he seyd, “If she to thee ne do no daliaunce, thou shouldest considir hanging out moore wyth thy man-freendes.” He spak muchel to me of fisshing and eek of football and eek of a restaurant yclept “Owls” in which the comely serving wenches of do dress lyke Athena and haue fayr foreheads (at leest a spanne broad).”

Laudes to thee, wise Kate, and upon thy fayre forehedde!

I had makeup for television done years ago – for a quiz show. On that occasion the make-up I’d applied passed muster, I just needed powder and eyebrow colour. I can imagine how a magazine shoot would need more of everything. I didn’t realise quite how much tweaking and adjusting and smoothing and shuffling there’d be, though. Thanks for explaining all that. It sounds sort of fun for the novelty value and the experience. But a faff.

Very pretty picture, Kate. Thanks for explaining everything that went into it. It was really educational. Me, I can’t go to eat at a place called Earwax ’cause I’m too squeamish, but I did go a couple of times when it was called Myopic Earwax. (I think it split off into Myopic Books and Earwax Cafe, and then maybe the bookstore closed?)