Today was one of those rare fashion-filled days that make my job seem far more glamorous than it actually is. I started it with a round-table breakfast interview with Gok Wan. He was fantastic. Exactly how you’d imagine he’d be – warm, funny, charming – but a little bit more relaxed and laid-back than he is on the telly (of course). He’s the ultimate people person, which is really intriguing to watch since I’m crap with new people.

After that, I had a few hours in the office before heading down to the final day of Graduate Fashion Week. It’s been a bit mental this year and I’ve only managed to see a handful of shows, but I think between three of us we managed to get coverage of just about everything. The less said the better about the fact very little of that coverage is actually up yet. Slight teething problems, shall we say.

I know this makes me sound old, but I cannot believe it’s already halfway through June. I feel like this year has passed me by so quicky so far. Granted, I spent just under a month of it in Australia and that feels like years ago, but apart from that, I can barely tell you what happened to March, April and May. They went by in a haze of calories and Catwalk Queen, obviously.

On that note (yeah, thought you’d escaped me my neverending circle of weight issues, didn’t you?) I’ve caught myself saying ‘I just haven’t had time because of all that’s been going on’ and ‘it’s just been so mental I’ve not had the chance’ so often recently that I’ve decided a really strict plan of action is in order. I need some kind of structure to get me back on track so I think a cold-turkey approach is the only option. This time calls for no booze, no unnecessary events where they serve booze, three gym trips a week and good old Paul McKenna brainwashing me every night.

He can make me thin, you know…