There’s nothing worse than a man in an ill-fitting suit. So said Kylie Minogue, apparently, in conversation with a friend of a friend of a friend of mine at a London show the other night. Despite her humble beginnings in the suburbs of Melbourne, it wasn’t long before La Minogue had turned her back on the ‘ready-to-wear’ suit and decided that only bespoke tailored men would do. According to my source, the excellent quality of the average Londoner’s suit was one of the first things that young Minogue noticed on arrival in these murky shores. Perhaps it was that which made her want to date cheeky Essex chappy James Gooding, who frankly looked like he could do with a hair-wash:
