Until yesterday I’d never heard of Sinead Burke, but now she’s my style-icon .
No ,I’m not going to give up my baggy-black ( although sometimes navy ) – anonymous – comfy clothes and adopt a Burberry ,Gucci, Ferragamo ( never heard of them ) or even a Christopher Kane look … but I’m going to follow her somewhere/ somehow .
Why , because she is beautiful and stylish and lovely and she picks her clothes off the rack and then customised for her 3′ 5” frame . Like my dear sister, Jane ,she has achondroplasia, which is the most common form of restricted growth, and results in wider hips and cruelly, curvature of the spine and she campaigns for one of the subjects closest to my heart , inclusion .
I could go on and on and bore everyone , but I won’t . I’ll just make a little detour next time I’m in Glasgow to see ‘Body Beautiful: Diversity on the Catwalk’ at the National Museum of Scotland, in Edinburgh .