In my book fakes aren’t necessarily a bad thing. I’m not averse to the odd spray tan (provided
the needle doesn’t tip towards the TOWIE end of the scale), my hair is quite
used to a helping hand in the colour department and I think I can confidently
say the orange handbag I bought in that Chinese market is not a genuine
‘Birkin’ (the fact it began shedding its skin in the manner of a snake on a
growth spurt should have been a giveaway).