I put my glasses on to look at myself in the mirror. I’d only been in the hair and make-up chair for about 10 minutes - enough time for the make-up artist to quickly put some powder onto my shiny face, top up my eyeliner and brush my hair - all before I went on to discuss gender equality in Westminster live on TV. I didn’t expect to look particularly different, but as I took a proper look at myself, I realised with horror that I did. I was orange.

There wasn’t time for the artist to re-do my face because I was meant to be debating live in less than two minutes. I ran to the toilet to try and rub some of the foundation and blusher off my face, hoping I’d got rid of the worst. But when I sat down and saw myself on the TV screen, I realised I still looked like a female Donald Trump. It turned out viewers also agreed.

When I came off air, my phone was full of messages from friends: ‘Erm, Rad, why are you so orange?’ and trolls: ‘Lol look at her face. Stupid bitch.’