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Every lifestyle journalist dreams of being a magazine editor. Until they become one. Photo / Herald composite Florals for spring? If only she could have afforded them. The secret life of a real-life (but necessarily anonymous) NZ magazine editor. It was not Vogue or Cosmo or even a proper fashion glossy but, for two years, I called myself a magazine editor. The rivers of advertising gold were running dry and the internet was coming for our audience share. I was front row at Fashion Week but so were the bloggers. There were launches and lunches and too many free scented candles to count – but o