I went to the gym yesterday and realised that sportswear is to style what landmines are to hopscotch - and no amount Wu Wear will persuade me otherwise. Like so many women I am no more likely to throw on a tracksuit than anarchists are likely to crush The City of London, and so, for us, a new gymwear is born: a kind of nightwear-lingerie-dancing-builder combo that makes us all look like we’re being taken out for a walk from our day centres, every time we hit the gym.
