My wife loves me with facial hair. And she has an active, giving, charitable heart.
So the fact that she’s been whining and protesting the coming of Movemberlike it was a stint in a Mexican prison is a profound testament to the sublime level of nastiness that’s achieved when I wear a mustache.
Yes, it’s Movember – a month-long celebration of the carefully manicured man mane, all to raise vital awareness and funds for men’s health issues, specifically prostate and testicular cancer initiatives. In fact, the future of humanity will be improved if you visit my Mo Space page (or my team’s page) and make whatever contribution you feel is appropriate!
This year I’m going to work my way carefully toward something in the pencil-thin genre. I’ve got some learning and some work to do. My first day clearly left room for improvement. But here’s the way I’m picturing the end result:
The more likely outcome on me is probably somewhere between these two:
Seriously. How is it that some guys can rock the flavor saver so masterfully and naturally…
While others just look so … wrong?
Clearly some of it’s plain old follicle density. Look at Matthew Broderick compared to Sam Elliott and it’s just not fair.
And, just as clearly, some of it is technique and proficiency.
Look at the sad, dangly way some of those hairs get away from poor Matt Damon compared to the immaculate grooming perfection that is the Selleck ’stache. No comparison.
And I’m sure that a fair bit of it is just the way you’re used to seeing someone.
If Pierce Brosnan had been wearing this thing consistently for the last 25 years, this would look fantastic. He’s a good-looking guy. That’s a well-grown and well-groomed mustache. But right now it just looks lame.
So maybe if I were to wear my new lip lid for a couple of years, everyone would get used to seeing me this way and it would just look normal. But I just don’t have the heart or the determination to do that to Corinne – or myself.
It’s only one month. It’s only one month. It’s only one month…