Monday, January 01, 2007 1:51 PM
These days I walk around staring at people's moustaches and hairlines and faces generally. I wonder: am I going to look like that guy over there? Or maybe that one who just walked by? Or maybe the one getting on the bus? It's a great guessing game, one that can't be resolved by looking at older pictures of your dad. There's too many other unexpressed chromosomes around for the body to choose from.
Moustache watching is pretty entertaining as a hobby though. There sure are a lot of choices, from scruffy and grizzly to bushy and pretentious. (Assuming always that one has the growth to realize one's particular choice.) A housemate is thinking about moustache wax for his, and so after a bit of surfing around on the web, we found that not only are there companies that sell moustache wax, in the 21st century, but that there is a World Championship for moustaches and beards. Here's a link to the U.S. Team. And the even more astounding, IMESHO, Handlebar Club of London. Enjoy!