#letsbefrank, fake can be fun.

Fake has a PR problem.

I blame: oversized eyelashes, oversized bum cheeks, fake orgasms, fake coffee scrubs, and those people who flash open their jackets to unveil counterfeit watches.

But there are some fake things that can be fun.

Fake boobs

#letsbefrank, if they're round and squishy, I'm there. It doesn't matter if they're real or fake. Whatever floats your boat, babe.

Fake phone numbers

In times of need, or when confronted by a stalker. Flip the last digit on your number, explain how you're an international babe of mystery, then exit swiftly before they hit dial.

Fake money

One word: Monopoly. There's nothing better than rolling around in colourful money when you scoop up Park Lane and Mayfair. You high roller, you.

Fake fur

Because playing with a bunny is much more fun than wearing one.

Fake beliefs

Santa. The tooth fairy. Superstitions. Unicorns.

Because when we wish upon a falling star, we want to believe the wish is coming true. Not that the universe is imploding. And December is much more fun if we believe a jolly figure with gifts is coming to visit.

The good news: I can visit any day of the year. Because soft, smooth skin is the best gift any babe can give themselves. And unlike the things above, I'm all about real, simple skincare. Natural and naturally-derived ingredients only. So the only time I'll fake it is when I'm introduced to another coffee scrub trying to be like me. What can I say. I'm the Original.

x frank