ROAD TO RECOVERY
It’s Thursday. So, of course, there’s a man in a meadow before me wearing nothing but flower-bedecked, semi-transparent lace pulled taut across some (but not all) of a peach in human form. “Moot, lingerie for men,” he shouts across to me, with a waggle of the cheeks and a breezy wave. And breezy is as breezy does; it transpires there’s not much more cover at the front, either. But that’s for another day.
Today, we’re here to talk as this former fashion model has asked for an audience with the Attitude Body issue as he has, well, a body issue he’d like to talk about, in the hope that his experience – if shared – might help others. To look at him, you’d have no idea what that might be. He looks well, bright of eye and soul, quick-witted and (deny it not) a good-looking man. And he’s working the ‘if you’ve got it, flaunt it’ gig while surrounded by flora and fauna.
But one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. He may have been seen on posters in flagship Oxford Street stores, been pictured looking wistfully to sea in a high-profile fashion magazine and been the object of
