On Wednesday, October 19, 2011 Breanna and I declared it Mustache Day. We went to Boulder for the day, had lunch at a place called Salt on Pearl Street and then went hiking north of Boulder. But not before we stumbled upon some excellent mustaches. As we wandered back to our car after lunch, we stopped in Goldmine Vintage for some Halloween-spiration. Instead what we came out with, was some seriously awesome facial hair. I originally chose a borderline-John Waters, grey mustache. It really didn’t suit me very well so I joined Breanna in rocking a bushy brown “bandit mustache.” In my opinion it looked much more Tom Sellick than bandit, but really, who cares. Anyway, we put them on and wore them the whole hike and for the entire drive home. We brought joy to pretty much everyone we came in contact for the rest of the afternoon and had an absolute blast. It was wonderful.
However, after wearing a mustache for a day, I have much more appreciation for the brave men who have made their mustache a permanent fixture on their faces. While mustaches look tidy, they are really very itchy and the little hairs kept going up my nose. Beauty is pain. So, I salute you!
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