Perhaps, but I don't exactly pull it off all that well. When my weight drops to its lowest I get too gangly, I start to seem like a pubescent boy in terms of how well I'm pulling it off. You don't even look that scrawny, so long as you don't strip down any further than your jacket.

[She laughs.] It's the narcissism! We want to compliment ourselves but there's that little niggling voice that tells us to be modest, so we have to compliment each other at the expense of ourselves.