Why is it that I have never ever had all these insecurities that other women have? I have never cared one little bit about what other people think of my body. I still don’t.

This is my 70th year. I’m quite a bit overweight and there are things I no longer wear. When I was youn, there were also things I wouldn’t wear — black, for instance.

Horrible, draining colour. Nothing to do with what other people though. I just love beauty. Doesn’t matter whether it’s my home, a car, a camera — I want things to be pleasing to my eye.

I have never had a ln insecurity about what I look like in my life — possibly because it’s completely unimportant to me what other people think of my body.

Now why is that?