Obession #1

I have a number of obessions, one of which that has recently consumed me, is Mustaches. Yes Mustaches. The bloody things create great entertainment for me! I don't what it is, but the more ridiculous it is, the happy it makes me. I can't take them seriously, and they are definately not in the criteria that my significant other has to have, I just admire them from an afar......

I realized my obession after meeting my now ex-boyfriend's dad. He had a superb mustache! What made it even better was the fact that he had no other facial hair. He was bald, he had eyebrows and an extremely caterpillar like mustache covering his ENTIRE upper lip. AND TO TOP IT OFF - his name was Ralph and he carried a special comb for it. I was in lip fur heaven. Total bliss ! It vaguely resembled this bad boy on John Oats.....

That's some hot stuff right?

Now imagine that on a high paid, carmel colored black man.

JIZZZZZZZZZZ!

Since that incident I've found myself seeking facial hair. Both typical and atypical. Mustaches present pure amusement to me and I LOVE IT! Whether you have some peach fuzz, a little mexican 'stache, a full on sideburn/mustache/beard combo- I salute you.

I think to myself that if I was capable of growin a mustache, what kind would it be. I've narrowed down to two choices:

I would be very pleased with the well-famed Hulk Hogan 'stache

Or a finely gromed French one

I feel these both would represent me well as the odd ball, beautiful fish woman I am! I also feel I would get fantastic discounts on my grooming supplies at stores.

Anyways, here are some other awsome 'staches that deserve publicity:

Or you could be a total cool kid and switch it up regularly