Let's be honest here, I have no talent whatsoever when it comes down to writing a simple introduction. Usually, I'll draw a blank for ten, fifteen, maybe even twenty minutes before I even have a simple grasp of what I'm going to cover in a short and informative post. Pft, yeah right. Short and informative isn't my forte. Once I've maintained a basic understanding of my topic, I have to go into explicit detail about every nook and cranny of what I'm reviewing. Or what was supposed to originally be a quick, "New store release!"
But, aside from the point. I have plenty of time to go into detail about my methods of ranting, and more so what could be explained as a massive scheme to get my point of view across. It'll take even longer when I manage to stray from my original intent, and post about how it's been months since I last posted (and for that, I do have a reason, but I'll spare you the details). No, that's only a waste of your time; just reading some incoherent mess that is a sixteen-year-old controversy junkie.
No, today I'm not going to ramble off about some lame scandal involving two well-known elites. I'm not going to even take a crack at that one user who couldn't even manage to pull off even the simplest of outfits; I'm more than done with that phase, no matter how much it might've gave me pleasure to trash someone else. What I am here to talk about however, is the final issue of Fierce.
Truthfully, I wouldn't be shocked if even a herd of people questioned, "What's Fierce?" Others might scoff and retort with a, "Only the best magazine of all time!" Regardless of whether you classify Fierce as the best, or simply one of the better magazines on Stardoll, I believe any project deserves praise. Even if it stinks. Like, badly.
Fortunately though, that wasn't the case for Fierce. Like its name suggests, the magazine certainly has a fiery edge to its stream of unique content. And for one last time, I got a taste of what it was like to be Fierce. Earlier today, the graphic designer, founder and owner of the magazine pulled a Beyonce, releasing the final issue without a sliver of a whisper breathing it's return for a final time. And after four years of still no issue, I definitely was not expecting the cover of one of my personal "pioneer" favorites to come back just like that. Much less a simple, "we're back," post gracing my eerily (somewhat) active dashboard.
It wasn't just the graphics that astounded me. Emma, the author of the vast majority of articles definitely contributed a strong portion to the magazine. Her writing is near spotless, flawless almost, except for a few errors here and there. But hey, it happens to all of us. I personally favored the, "Don't Judge a Book..." article, it definitely had a strong argument that I could feel and relate to. That's another important key aspect of any magazine; any piece of literature, really.
I don't believe entirely in reviewing the finale of any magazine, specifically because it can either make or break anyone's expectation of the beforehand mentioned brand. While I was entirely pleased with the content of Fierce, and believed thoroughly in this being a good ending point for the notorious player in the blogging industry, that may be the opposite of your reality. Another note of this being the fact a finale is ijdeed a finale; it's main purpose being able to evoke nostalgia. It reminds us to remember what was once good, and what will be forever cherished. Fierce will, and has, accomplished just that. Same goes for every other final issue, final blog post, final remembrance speech, final anything, really. We deserve to remember; not point out every flaw with the end of an era. Just remember what was good.
In short, the finale of Fierce came to show me not only the importance of remembering, but the importance of that one final curtain call. That in itself, is truly brilliant.
