‘Look, do you have tips for sports leggings that don't slip down?’ I get that question at least once a week, I think. My answer is actually always that I have a shitload of Björn Borg outfits hanging in my closet. Yes, him from tennis, then the underwear, but now from the sports leggings, I'm telling you. In the best sports pants, you think you don't fit, you have to squirm in like a kind of sausage roll and then it sits high on the waist and tight around the butt. Très squatproof, this specimen. And then just a little bit with a pink flashy top on top to make it cozy. By the way, did you all see that I created a kind of boutique gym/oasis zen room in my house? It was very simple. Guest bed dismissed, kettlebells and yoga mat in it. Oh and, that girl who was struggling a few weeks ago with that fitness hula hoop and didn't understand a SINGLE THING, she's now spinning around like a Hawaiian hula girl. When my gym closed, I had a little Kiki Panic attack because how (!) was I going to pick that up at home? Well, like this. I try to smash it for an hour in my sports room three times a week. Sometimes you can be a little proud of yourself, right? That's what I thought.