David Gandy has invited me round to breakfast at his pad in Fulham. I'm bringing the patisserie; he's bringing the million-dollar face and body, with which he made such an impression reclining on a dinghy for Dolce&Gabbana's Light Blue advertisement. He answers the door looking home-casual – his feet are bare – and gives me an overpowering smile: chin down, brow furrowed, eyes blazing. He really should charge for that smile.
Instead, he is launching his very own iPhone App, the David Gandy Style Guide For Men, with hints for those who don't look as good in a dinghy. He is on a mission. 'I could not bear seeing another bad tie!'he exclaims in a voice that has a comfortable Essex swing and the tiniest hint of a lisp. The body is divine, but the voice is
There aren't many colours besides a cobalt blue Balenciaga T-shirt, bright as a Nice sky. Colour is Gandy's Achilles heel: 'I'm slightly colour-blind. I bought some lovely grey trousers, which my friends insisted were green. “You look like a leprechaun,” they said, so I went home and changed.'