MY DEAREST DREAM,” Alfred Hitchcock said to me, “would be to walk into an ordinary men’s store on the street and buy a suit, off the rack. “There are, I suppose, many men who would envy me having the finest tailors to make my bespoke suits of the best material, but my own dream would be to buy a suit on sale. “Now, I have pretty much given up my hope of losing enough weight, which I don’t think will ever happen, but that is not the problem. The real problem is not my size, but my shape. “Even sex is embarrassing for a person who looks the way I do. There weren’t enough light bulbs to turn off. “If I had been given the choice in life, I would have looked like Cary Grant on whom everything looked good, and I would have indulged some fashion fantasies, a 39 Steps raincoat, tossed on, a beige cashmere cardigan thrown casually around my shoulders, or better yet, tied around my waist if I had one. [download]
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