the 'stache
i have been seriously pondering cutting a mustache.
seriously.
i've been weighing the various pros and cons of wearing a moustache for weeks now, and i'm still on the fence.
Pro: i think moustaches are rad.
Con: i'll probably look like a greasy pedophile.
i've been asking all my friends and advisors what they think and the results i'm getting are completley black and white.
for my male friends the answer is unanimously Yes, cut a stache immediately.
female friends, about 99% say No, don't do it, not ever, we won't talk to you.
the Trannies are still undecided.
why does the moustache carry such a weird stigma for this genereation?
look at our parents generation.
soup strainers everywhere, they were almost mandatory.
think back to when you were a youngster... how many of your friends fathers had staches? i'll wager more than half of them did.
in my whole neighborhood, out of a dozen local dads, only one walked stache free.
and, years later, he turned out to be gay.
but that's neither here nor there.
who was it then, that hijacked the moustache's reputation?
who raped it of it's days of prominence and glory and dragged it into it's current state of mockery, hipster irony and implied greasiness?
was it you Selleck?
Reynolds?
Gene Fucking Shalit?
i'm going to find out.
i'm going to put the crumb duster back on the pedestal where it belongs.
the moustache; not just for pornstars and asshole cops anymore.
seriously.
i've been weighing the various pros and cons of wearing a moustache for weeks now, and i'm still on the fence.
Pro: i think moustaches are rad.
Con: i'll probably look like a greasy pedophile.
i've been asking all my friends and advisors what they think and the results i'm getting are completley black and white.
for my male friends the answer is unanimously Yes, cut a stache immediately.
female friends, about 99% say No, don't do it, not ever, we won't talk to you.
the Trannies are still undecided.
why does the moustache carry such a weird stigma for this genereation?
look at our parents generation.
soup strainers everywhere, they were almost mandatory.
think back to when you were a youngster... how many of your friends fathers had staches? i'll wager more than half of them did.
in my whole neighborhood, out of a dozen local dads, only one walked stache free.
and, years later, he turned out to be gay.
but that's neither here nor there.
who was it then, that hijacked the moustache's reputation?
who raped it of it's days of prominence and glory and dragged it into it's current state of mockery, hipster irony and implied greasiness?
was it you Selleck?
Reynolds?
Gene Fucking Shalit?
i'm going to find out.
i'm going to put the crumb duster back on the pedestal where it belongs.
the moustache; not just for pornstars and asshole cops anymore.
posted by mike | 9:30 AM
5 Comments:
If you come here and you don't have one....I don't know if we can hang out.
as long as you wear leather, that'll make it okay.
Just be wary of the amount of irony you wear with your mustache. The most commonly made mistake is insincerity.
if you cut a mean handlebar you'll look like a member of a leprechaun motorcycle gang.
think about it.
no handlebars.
i'm going for a straight Flanders.
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