Gingernutz in Full Bloom

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During the early days, GingerNutz's first attempts at magazine styling were also not what you might call a runaway success. It was especially unfortunate when the bunches of overripe bananas she artistically draped around several chic black Yves St. Laurent evening jackets dissolved into a soft sticky mess under the studio lights.

Nevertheless, she was soon off, jet-setting to Corsica to style glamorous actress Angelica Huston and smart shoemaker Manolo Blahnik in a fun photo session on the beach. "Bury yourself up to your chin in the sand," the photographer suggested. "No, I won't" retorted the impeccable cobbler.

One of the final photo sessions for which GingerNutz both modelled and styled was a poetic journey around an enchanting garden deep in the English countryside. It starred beds of overblown roses, plants with leaves the size of elephant ears, and models in twinsets and raincoats decorated with dried flowers and twigs. While the sun arced behind hedgerows silhouetted on distant hills our simian fell head over heels for this romantic landscape and knew it was where she was destined to settle down.

Back in London, costumed as Joan of Arc in theatrical armour, she attended the fancy-dress birthday ball of madcap Vogue colleague Hamish, a confirmed bachelor fiercely devoted to lace cuffs and shades of lilac. "I've been researching your family tree, ma Cherie," he trilled on her arrival, "and I have a petite surprise for you. Meet me tomorrow for tea at the National Portrait Gallery." Then, gifting her a miniature lilac handbag and matching "fascinator," he whisked himself away.

The following afternoon, having at last worked out what a "fascinator" was (an annoyingly tiny hat much favoured by British royalty), the self-conscious primate took tea with Hamish at the gallery before joining him on a private tour of the art.