It’s Stylist’s 200th birthday. Hip-hip and very much hooray.
What they decided would be a good way to celebrate this exciting occasion was to let some famous friends of Stylist loose to edit it themselves. And yours truly, with precisely nil experience of magazine editing, was nominated as Guest Editor at Large. Which frankly sounds insulting. I prefer to call myself Editor in Chief of Magazinery (which is now a word.) Or simply Chief Miranda. A risky notion indeed, but if I may briefly blow my own metaphorical trumpet (although I do have a physical one left over from two terms of trumpeting – if you pardon the expression – aged nine) I think this edition is pretty blooming special.
Among other very special treats for you, I have the beyond fabulous Claudia Winkleman on travel. She was sent to write about Rio – tough gig. The lovely Lauren Laverne on food. And she baked a cake. With three tiers. Oh yes. Three cheers for her three tiers (word play – you’re welcome). And in a, what I call twist, Nigella is Beauty Director. Oh yeah, look at me thinking outside of the magazinery box. I hope you enjoy this special edition as much as we all enjoyed creating it. I have loved being Editor in Chief of Magazinery. I spent the week wearing trouser suits with padded shoulder jackets (child of the Eighties), barking orders at an imaginary assistant while clutching a skinny Frappuccino (which I always think sounds like a tiny Italian man), and finding the sexiest pose I could at my elegant desk (I only fell off four times). It was very much like Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada.
Read on and enjoy dear people.
Yours, Chief Miranda x