I found this poster in a charity shop on Blucher Street and promptly purchased it, for the princely sum of £2. Once it’s framed I’ll hang it in my room, as a glorious reminder of the radiance of Ryan (before she became a byword for bad cosmetic surgery). A long time ago in a New York City that feels like a galaxy far far away, Meg strode the streets dressed as Maggie. In her biker boots, mini skirt, leather jacket and aviator goggles, she looks like your typical Meg Ryan character viewed in a funhouse mirror. Is it any wonder I went wild for her?