A few nights ago my photog friend Nathan Black, proprietor of knuckletattoos.com and all around good guy and I met at a local haunt where a bunch of girls were having what can only be described as a Mustache Party. Cute girls, all adorned with an astounding variety of penciled or pasted mustachios. Nathan, apparently, has a thing for hot girls with mustaches and, upon receiving a text from the bartender reading “dude, hots girls w mustaches” hightailed himself over to the ‘Stache Party with a quickness.
Personally, I am not a mustache enthusiast.
Seeing as I seem to spend quite a bit of time and money trying to rid myself of the damn things (I suspect I’ve sent at least one small Vietnamese village to college, seven dollars at a time) I do not see the allure of drawing or gluing them back on.
However, it does bring up an interesting question about unusual beauty. Were I not fundamentally lazy and against learning in any form, I would say something about all beautiful (not to be confused with cute or just pretty) people are beautiful in different ways and go all Anna “The Train” Karenina on your collective backsides. But I am, so I won’t and you’re just going to have to lump it.
That being said, I do believe that everyone has a weird little something that adds to their beauty. For me, it’s my slightly odd upper lip so for the second Big Question of the week
Francesca and Plumcake want to know:
What unusual characteristic makes you beautiful? Did you always love it or have you come to embracing it gradually?