After graduating from flares and platforms in the early 1970s, I started drama school wearing a pair of khaki dungarees with one of my Dad's Army shirts, accessorised by a cat's basket doubling as a handbag. Very Lady Gaga.
I might be needy, competitive and desperate but it's far better than being wet.
I still can't set up the ironing-board. A complete Luddite.
Women are more emotional, and it's natural to talk about it.
Without fake tan I have the skin tones of a dead jellyfish.
I don't do marriage. I think it's incredibly naff. And I don't like vulgar displays of ostentation.