Before I arrived at her Holland Park home, Victoria Beckham’s morning had played out as it often does. Her alarm rang at 6.45am. She went straight to the lower-ground floor gym of her house where she ran on the treadmill for 30 minutes, uphill. Then, she woke up her daughter Harper, 11, made her breakfast and walked her to school. A gruelling one-hour weights session with her personal trainer was followed by a professional blow-dry, although she’ll often make do with a DIY topknot. She did her make-up herself using Victoria Beckham Beauty and her skincare collaboration with Augustinus Bader. Her wardrobe for the day: a pale blue chambray shirt worn unbuttoned over a white string vest and tucked into midnight blue pleated gentleman’s trousers with a burgundy belt and matching square-toe boots; all her own designs and on-season, obviously. Her wardrobe is 99 per cent her own label, although she blushingly confesses to buying some very expensive Balenciaga glittery thigh-high boots the day before.
On the floral brocade ottoman in front of her sits a burgundy crocodile Birkin bag, a relic from her trussed-up WAG days. She sold the wardrobe that characterised that stage in her life for charity years ago, but kept the Hermès bags. (Later this year she will launch her own collection of Italian-made bags.) “I don’t really miss those outfits, but those Birkins stand the test of
