Yes, I know it’s not make up, but what good is a freshly-painted mug and a ravishing mane of hair if you’ve no mobile phone to call up your friends/take photos of your fine self/booty call like a demon. (I know what you get up to after a few Pina Coladas, young fruits.)

NO GOOD, is what it is.

And so Nokia, those fine phone friends of fruity, have kindly given me two telemophones to dish out to two lucky fruits. And what’s up for grabs like a bouquet at a wedding? The Nokia 6300, that’s what.

You know him, he’s the sexy little black and silver baby advertised under the banner ‘True Style Never Shouts’. (Even though personally, I find a shouty pink lip can look quite fetching and stylish.)

He’s got sweet stainless steel covers, a glossy black finish, a two megapixel camera with an 8x digi-zoom, (which is all Fruity uses on her Nokia N76 for her blog imagery), a music and video player, radio as well as email on the go, for all the high-flying businessy fruits. Or even the low-flying fruits who just like to download Rihanna and Akon ringtones a lot.

He’s worth $449 and is hot, as That Twit in LA would say.

See?

What you need to do: Write a comment telling me what you think true style is by next Wednesday. It’s probably the easiest way to get a new phone. Other than stealing one. Which I don’t condone. Unless it was yours in the first place and you’re stealing it back.

What I need to do: Thank the people that own this logo for being so dingin’ cool and generous.