So evidently the “grow a mustache in November to raise prostate cancer awareness” is still a thing. How big a thing, I’m not sure. But I have decided to participate.
In a way.
Winter is rapidly approaching the Twinny-Apple (we’re under a winter storm advisory), so it is time for the beard to make a reappearance. And this time, we’re talking a full-on beard, not some metrosexual, close-cropped, strap thingy. Or my attempt at what I think a beard should look like on my face.
Nope, this time I want a rugged, masculine, real beard. A Viking beard– sans braids. A beard that will look good in a stocking cap. A beard I can comb. That kind of beard.
But not unibomber, ZZ Top, or Al Qaeda style– cuz that’s just creepy.
Yes, I know the “mo” stands for “moustache”, but c’mon. Me in just a mustache?? That’s just not a good look. Nor is it a good look for 98% of men. You have to look like Tom Selleck or Sam Elliot to pull off the lip caterpillar decently.
And is it mustache or moustache? Evidently Siri prefers the American spelling. Although that would make this month Mu’vember, which doesn’t have the same ring to it.
Anyway- this month I’ll be growing out my beard. And I think I will also find a barber to trim my neckline, as no matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to find the proper neckline for my face shape and chin/neck. I always seem to fuck it up.
Now, who’s with me?!?