I eat healthily because that's the way I prefer to eat, and I'm sure it helps keep the weight off.

Sometimes I can't believe I'm going to be 60. I always say there's no point moaning about getting older, when there's nothing you can do about it. But still, I do find it quite funny. I look at that number, 60, and I think, really? Me?

For special occasions, I love pretty dresses - but nothing too frou-frou!

I love flat shoes, more so than heels. One of my obsessions is men's co-respondent lace-ups.

I am very sad that some designers are still using real fur when the fake alternatives are so effective and so easily obtainable.

I've never really had a waist. Even when I was at my slimmest, my silhouette was very straight up, straight down. But I have learnt how to give myself a bit of waist by optical illusion. For this, bring on the belts.

Back in the '60s, there was a car sticker that read, 'Forget Oxfam, Feed Twiggy,' but I ate like a horse.