Meet Francis! He dresses me. He knows every single part of my outfit, and above you can see the finished result.
But let’s go back an hour and watch the process. This was the revelation. Just how complicated these outfits are! I can’t believe that, to dance in the 1920s, you had to wear an outfit that stopped you moving.
Meeting judge Len Goodman in a corridor, I told him, “Wow. This costume is so complicated I can’t even go to the loo.”
He replied, “Look, my first competition, I was so nervous I got dressed at home and drove there in the tails. My collar was so tight I couldn’t look left and right at the lights!”
So I wanted to show you some pictures of the process of getting dressed by Francis, so you can see the parts. Are you ready? Keeeeeep dressing!