By now, we know the drill. Blurry Monday morning eyes in February and March are immediately bombarded with flashes of skimpy black frocks or splashes of fuchsia silk. The next thing you know, acceptance speech reels have stolen the time you should have spent in the shower, so you skip it and rush into work.
We’re in the thick of awards season — which climaxes with the Oscars this Sunday — and the rhythm has been set. But while the step-and-repeat red carpet snaps of ever thinner, ever more Botoxed stars have become wearying, one woman has been on a mission to lighten the mood: Angelica Hicks.
