There was a slightly confected feel to proceedings, a pretence of messy and intimate access when it was clearly very controlled; the director Nadia Hallgren, let’s not forget, helmed the Michelle Obama hagiography Becoming. Still, her subject emerged as lively, sympathetic and drily funny.

A short yet intriguing series about growth, self-acceptance and determination, the docuseries explores evolution and what it means to truly be yourself.

Victoria herself is not unlikeable, if a little stiff; she cracks jokes, she does a dance routine with daughter Harper. As with similar documentaries, though, there’s a painstakingly curated, glossy version of “authenticity” – the watered-down version of “warts and all” – that frustratingly never digs into anything too gnarly.

For a documentary centered on a fashion designer (featuring the requisite cameos from Anna Wintour, Donatella Versace, and Tom Ford), we actually learn very little about Beckham’s creative process or inspirations. Instead, what we’re told repeatedly is that she has drive, which is all that matters. It all feels very much like an ad for both the label and this latest Beckham iteration.

Victoria is a woman to be respected, and her story is interesting enough, but only her most devoted fans and fashionistas will probably care about watching the whole thing through. Try out episode one for some good retro gossip, and then SKIP IT.

She comes across as likeable, self-deprecating, hard-working and funny. Which is why it’s such a shame that the end product is so boring.

The self-interest is overt. .... Notably, the project doesn’t tackle the reports of David Beckham’s infidelities and how this affected her experiences, her outlook, her choices.