Some people are born with an intrinsic, unwavering sense of style.
Alexa Chung, for example.
Others, well... we have to learn it.
Growing up, I was all 'peddle pushers' (three quarter pants), boob tubes, cotton skivvies and a really pretty purple velvet matching tracksuit. It would appear the part of my brain reserved for 'dressing like a functional human being' never quite developed.
Enter: Trinny and Susannah. You see, I didn't need subtle hints. I needed someone to grab me by the f**king boobs and say "BIG BREASTED WOMEN SHOULD NEVER WEAR HORIZONTAL STRIPES". And that is what these two well meaning, albeit slightly ruthless, agony aunts did. And I will be forever indebted.