Adele hasn’t spoken to a journalist for five years, says Giles Hattersley in British Vogue. In that time, the 33-year-old singer has married, divorced, won five Grammys, lost 100lb and moved to a swanky compound in Beverly Hills. Brits might worry that the born-and-bred Londoner has turned terribly LA. They needn’t. “’Ello, I’m Adele,” she booms, in her thick, unchanged accent. “’Ow are you?” Within minutes she has called an old boyfriend an “effing c***” and Matt Hancock a “dirty sod”.
Still, some things are different. “I’ve got some right ’Ollywood friends,” she admits. Her new boyfriend is a basketball agent worth $100m. And “I’ve got fit and ’ealthy. That’s quite LA.” She started exercising to help with anxiety after her divorce. Now she works out three times a day. “I needed to get addicted to something to get my mind right. It could have been knitting, but it wasn’t.” Her fitness obsession absolutely wasn’t for brand deals on Instagram (“I couldn’t give a flying f***”) or to make her ex-husband jealous (“Bullshit”).