My skin is “peaches and cream”, she offers at one point in our conversation; my cool-blonde hair will go a good grey as I age, whereas hers is “a shitty, slightly warm grey, like the tail of a fox”.
I very much doubt that, but I’m grateful nevertheless – this generous, self-deprecating attitude being just one of the reasons she’s so universally loved. Many of us have grown up with Trinny. For a while in the 2000s, she seemed to be everywhere on TV and in newspapers as the host of What Not To Wear, alongside her equally plummy journalist mate, Susannah Constantine.