Browsing the rails, I scanned the shop for the boldest outfit I could find.
The wackier the better for me!
I’d been into fashion since I was a little girl.
When I think back to my childhood, I remember myself aged 10, sat on the stairs and peering round the corner to secretly watch Sex and the City.
My dad Andrew, 57, and mum Claire, who has now sadly passed, always had it on but told me I was too young to watch it.
‘Please Mum!’ I begged. ‘It’s my favourite.’
‘When you’re a bit older,’ she laughed.
For me, I loved one
