Movember

Having grown up in Pretoria (also known as "Snor"-city), I am quite accustomed to the power of the m(o)ustache. Not only does it attract confusion with its spelling, it also has the ability to create a sense of mystery about a man: Who is he? What does he look like under the facial hair? Did he have a cheese sandwich for lunch, or is something stuck and growing in there?

A m(o)ustache is brave. Its manly. Its bold. And sometimes difficult to grow, or so I hear. I may not have one- I hope, but I did grow up in a household wear a m(o)ustache reigned supreme. The m(o)ustache demanded respect. The m(o)ustache exuded superiority. Sadly, the m(o)ustache is no more. My dad, in a shocking move, shaved his m(o)ustache for the first time since the seventies two years ago. I am still recovering, but he seems to be managing life without his trusty companion well. 

But let this not discourage you to grow your own. Or if you can't, draw in your own. Or make a cut out. Movember is a good reason to give the ol' facial hair a whirl and see just how manly you can be. It supports a good cause and raises awareness about male cancer. You can register on the Movember website. If you can't handle the moustache, here is some other ways and inspiration on how to incorporate it into your life...