VFW is the Ethical Fashion Revolution
More and more, consumers are taking back their power from big business by carefully choosing to support practices they align with.
The Archive
Your journey into the past starts here. Since 2011, Your Magazine has been dedicated to producing timeless work. Explore, learn, and read along as you uncover a wide variety of stories that have defined the publication throughout its notable history. Dive deep into Your Magazine’s archived posts, editorials, and more here.
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How Fashion Nova Changed Plus Sized Fashion
I was afraid to show my body and I was afraid of what people would say about it. I think a lot of my fear stemmed from how plus-size models were portrayed in the media.
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The Art of Outfit Repeating
Just a step below layering tights underneath shorts, outfit repeating remains one of fashion’s most heinous crimes.
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What It is Like to Reconnect With Your Body
It’s not that I didn’t want to be intimate or feel desired. I just didn’t even know if my body could be.
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Finding Love Offline
It’s time for Gen Zers to delete Tinder and start connecting face-to-face, gaining confidence and a new perspective on romance along the way.
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Every Ache But Heartache
I felt helpless. I wanted to improve our sex life, but I needed to be sympathetic towards him, too. It’s hard to fix a situation when it’s out of your hands.
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Hot Priest: Why We Want What We Can’t Have
Popularly referred to as the “Hot Priest,” Andrew Scott’s character meets the female protagonist Fleabag at an awkward family dinner where they discuss her father’s marriage to her terrible godmother. He’s set to officiate the ceremony. But that isn’t what’s been getting male-attracted people across the country to rethink their attraction to religious authority figures.
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Hating Pop Music Isn’t a Personality Trait
Why is pop music always discredited? Is mainstream culture really that devalued in our society?
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What Healing Sounds Like
In the bathroom of the Hyannisport hotel, I did my makeup to “Hard Feelings/Loveless” and sang in the mirror. At midnight, my best friend held my hand and sat in my parked car while “Writer in the Dark” droned on. I was a junior in high school and not nearly old enough to understand what genuine heartbreak was.
