Top 44 Trinny Woodall Quotes

I enjoy waking up in the morning and thinking, ‘Who do I want to be today?’

I think I’m very focused and am quite a good multitasker, and I’m quite driven in knowing what my responsibilities are to my family and knowing what I’ve got to do to do that.

Every morning, I have a drink of spinach, blueberry, celery, carrot and Gillian McKeith energy food with linseed.

I would advise women not to be shy about admitting they’ve had Botox – it just shows you want to look your best, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

Diets are rubbish. I eat healthily, and often have a day when I stuff myself.

To me, it is like a diabetic with insulin. If that diabetic stops taking insulin, they will die, and I believe that if I don’t follow the 12-step programme, I will regress, and that could eventually be the death of me.

To me, the word ‘workaholic’ is a negative word.

In America, there’s a programme called ‘The Swan.’ They take 12 ugly people and call them ‘ugly ducklings.’ They spend six months and have everything done – plastic surgery, teeth, everything. And then they have this moment where their family is brought in, and they are revealed. It’s scary.

I was a very unconfident teenager. I wanted desperately to fit in.

My grandfather was Scottish, born in the slums of Glasgow.

Perhaps British TV companies don’t want women my age on screen. I don’t know.

Ottolenghi sells lots of delicious sweet things, but my daily addiction is their unbelievable dark chocolate salted caramel biscuits. They’re the best things in the world – I go through half a packet every night. I bring them out after pudding at dinner parties.

I literally change on the shop floor. I just stand there in my knickers sometimes.

I’ve been nine stone for 20 years. I always eat what I want; it’s not an issue for me.

I am very precise about what food I like. I’m very much a nursery-food person, and really hate chichi dishes.

When I was 18, my mum gave me all the clothes she’d had made at the famous haute couture fashion label, House of Worth, in Paris. Of course, I eventually trashed them all.

We all know what we don’t like about our bodies.

The first time I was given money to shop for myself, I was 13 and staying with my godmother in New York. I went to Clinique and bought the three-step acne programme and felt so grown-up.

So many women buy these boxy, shapeless jackets. I always tell them to buy a jacket one size too small to get the right fit.

The days of red carpet disasters are kind of over.

Don’t look at your legs and think: ‘They’re fat.’ Think: ‘These things carry me around all day, and I don’t have arthritis. Oh, and I’ve got great ankles.’

I’ve had these lips all my life, and I love them.

In some ways, I’m slightly like a single parent, so I need to be able to provide for my family.

I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love fashion. As a child, I was always particular about what I’d wear. I remember feeling most aggrieved that I had to put on a dull uniform to go to boarding school.

Even my basic, basic wardrobe is still pathetically colour coordinated. It just is. That is just me.

I’m very conscious about putting good food into my body. Years ago, I went to see an amazing healer called Allah, who could read your body. She told me that I can’t absorb vitamins very well, and I have to eat the right things to get my vitamins. I’ve always remembered that.

I know I am not the worst-dressed person.

You don’t find women with great confidence dressed as if they don’t care.

Careers, children and homemaking all come above preserving your appearance. Self-preservation is at the bottom of the scale.

I hate trends, but I love fashion.

I’m not good at cutting off from work.

If you are heading for 60, people will flirt with you; if you are heading for 70, they won’t.

I love the idea of cooking, but I don’t like using recipe books, so I’ll put a mish-mash together, and it might be amazing by total accident, or it will be a catastrophe.

A Joan Crawford dress looks really good on an hourglass figure.

At school, I was only allowed four sweets every Wednesday, so I’ve developed an addiction.

I think only a woman understands another woman’s body.

I find it easy to dress other women, but when it comes to myself, I find it very difficult. I used to have no particular interest in clothes. Now I enjoy it more and pay much more care and attention. But I do get it wrong lots of times, and I’m like every other woman: learning from experience.

I grew up in a very normal home.

I’ve a big bum and chunky calves. My husband says I’ve got elephantiasis of the legs.

My pain threshold is quite high when it comes to vanity.

For me as an individual, it’s important that I have a career as a role model for my children, that I earn my own money, and I spend it prudently and imprudently.

I judge when I need a top-up of Botox by looking in the mirror to see if I can move more than half my forehead.

I had a strong faith that I would, eventually, have a baby.

English women would rather go out and buy a washing machine than shop for clothes.