I am not one of those people that ever really feels the cold. I would like to think it was genetic – my dad sports a short-sleeved shirt all year round – but the reality of the situation is my extra ‘padding’ works as great insulation in the winter months. Probably the one and only bonus of being a fat girl.

Due to such insulation, I have never felt that wave of excitement everyone else does when the cold comes in and you get to buy a new winter coat. I have coats: a Max Mara dark brown cashmere coat I ‘borrowed’ from my mum’s wardrobe and never gave back, a H&M Studio oversized camel coat, and a five-year old ASOS checked coat I have worn exactly once. But, thanks to an ability to get a sweat on in mid-November, coats just aren’t my thing.

“I added this one item to my wardrobe and it made me feel like a grown-up”