Exactly 20 years ago, in a sweaty reggae club in LA, a boy got on one knee and asked me out on a date. ‘I’ve literally been stalking you for over a year now,” he said with a sexy British accent. He wore a big quiff and a huge grin. I wore my lucky purple push-up bra. Instead of calling the police, I fell madly in love. Read more
The first thing I did when I got hold of this salopette dress: put it on with nothing underneath, take a mirror-selfie, send it to my husband in the States, and wait. Within seconds, my screen lit up. "Taking the next plane home." Bingo! Read more
Hotpants, tiny mini-dresses and little A-line skirts are my fashion staples; I don’t care if people say I’m too old (I’m 43), or that it’s too cold. If anything, how bad-ass to be able to defy both your age ánd the weather with one outfit! I might not go as far as French style/sex guru Caroline de Maigret who urges us to ‘always be fuckable’, even when ‘standing in line at the bakery on a Sunday morning,’ but I do want to say this: Read more
Confession: I bought these boots while sitting on the loo. Sorry to be oversharing, but there I was, casually scrolling through the H&M app, when I saw them: THE boots. Thigh high, lace-up, real suede, with the perfect heel for strutting: 10cm, not too high, not too low. These boots would turn me into Robert Crumb's wet dream. Before I could pull up my panties, I had ordered them. Read more