Boasting the sort of perky cleavage that reduces grown men to idiots, Kirsty Bertarelli was, as ever, dressed in revealing designer garb and the life and soul of the party.
‘She wasn’t at all what I was expecting. Very down-to-earth and easy-going. She was dancing on the table. She’s very loud and she loves to enjoy herself.’ So says a fellow guest at one of the (many) parties in the South of France attended by Kirsty last summer.
Kirsty...
