Mustache March, Week One
One of my few male colleagues at the library school has been sporting a mustache for a few weeks or so, mostly for the heck of it (or in some kind of attempt to bring it back into style). One night while we were out for drinks, he noted that March is often celebrated as "Mustache March," where men (and maybe some ladies who are able to) decide to grow mustaches for fun, charity and/or bragging rights. Intrigued, and willing to make myself look like a fool, I decided then to attempt to grow a mustache for the whole 31 days. I wish we had planned this ahead of time and turned it into some kind of mustache-a-thon where everyone donated $1 for each day we kept growing our mustaches and donated the proceeds to a nice library-related charity, but maybe that will be something to consider for next year.
I made an attempt to grow a beard while traveling in Europe, and the three-week-old results were not so spectacular. Upon my return, my mother remarked that I looked a bit like Mahmoud Ahmadinejad due to the spottiness of growth. My "mustache" was practically non-existent. Here is a photo for reference, my sad upper lip mercifully obscured by a very large mug of beer:
So, I don't have high hopes with even producing a full mustache in one month, but I do hope it will bring some amusement to everyone else. We now start off with the first picture from week one, taken last Saturday:
As you can see, I'm still growing the rest of my facial hair in order to distract observers from the relative absence of anything on my upper lip. I think the tactic is failing. In any case, everything but the upper lip will be shaved tomorrow morning and I will soon post an update. Thrilling!
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