What's in a nose?

I saw a striking looking woman recently and wondered about her nose - it was divinely slim. I mean, your nose gets bigger with age, and this woman was well into her fifties. How could she have such a beautifully slim nose with nostrils so, so tiny, I wondered. But now I'm noticing many super slim noses - so slim, that surely they plug up at the mere hint of a cold. My own nose is a Celtic red colour that distends when I get excited or upset. I decided these women were descendents of some elite gene pool that specialised in slim probiscus.
Finally, today, I made a discovery. It was at the handbag counter at John Lewis. I reached for a small red purse that wouldn't be lost in my handbag, but it was snatched up by another hand. The hand was small but with large knuckles prone to arthritis. I looked up to see breasts too large for their frame, and lips curled into a babyfied pout. But it was the nose that really got my attention - it was no more than half an inch wide - too, too slim for nature!
It was plastic!