I worked with a girl where everything was fake. From her eyelashes, to her nails, she was siliconed, she sprayed on a tan, she dyed her hair and eyebrows, and, this one day, I asked her, if she was ever afraid to get in a downpour, or a gusty wind. I wondered what she really looked like.
I hate those stupid catalogs that come in the mail that show "enhancements" for girls to stick in their pants to make them look like they have a nice butt or up top to look Boobi-licious. What a disappointment they'd be to some poor guy; he'd get pissed.
I am definitely not a pro plumber, but I am a pro crastinator