Sometimes when we see Rachael we imagine her more naked than she is, even in this video. We do this very briefly though, just so our girlfriends don't read our minds and find out.

She knows she looks good with very little on you see. And we respect that fact. We imagine her mornings are filled with internal, argumentative tribulations when it comes to getting herself ready though.

Rachael: What shall I wear today? I need to go to Tesco and buy some body lotion.

Rachael's leather jacket: Wear me!

Rachael: No, you cover up far too much of my lovely skin.

Rachael's duffel coat: I take it that's me out of the equation then?

Rachael: 'Fraid so, David.

Rachael's gussetless pants: [Creepy voice] Well darling, how about you slide that there nubile bod into me.

Rachael: Oh shut up Franz, I only bought you as a joke. No woman wears gusset-free pants down to Tescos.

Rachael's pink trackie and Ugg boots in unison: [West Indian accent] Wear us then innit. Don't, like, bovver with knickers innit.

Rachael: Okay okay, but I'm unzipping you just enough so the checkout boy can see my cleavage.

Rachael's pink trackie and Ugg boots in unison: Safe.

[Rachael slides into pink trackie and Ugg boots. Her perpetual getting ready nightmare over for another day.]

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