For a mag hag such as myself, I’ve often yearned for a magazine that was just for me and others like me—brown twenty-something young women with an affinity for innovative, high fashion and an unconventional disposition toward style. Then one day back in 2004, in the magazine aisle of my former campus bookstore I found Suede, and it was bliss. The edgy and creative fashion and beauty spreads, the overwhelming presence of multicultural (not just eastern European) models, and the pithy, refreshing articles were enough to make me fidget with anticipation for next month’s installment. And then, just like that, it was gone. After four measly issues, my number one was no more, at least for the time being.

Recently, while reminiscing and wondering when this supposed hiatus (said Essence) would come to an end, a doubtful Google search turned up a petition to bring back my beloved publication. As I eagerly signed and added my impassioned two cents, I became hopeful that maybe, for once, bigwig heads would pay more attention to public demand instead of the needs of advertisers. First Suede, now Jane…it just sucks to see the good ones go. Here’s to hoping they’re listening. And pour a little liquor for Jane too.