I have always found mustaches to be funny and interesting. I take notice when I’m out and about and see a nice mustache walking down the street. After all, I am in San Francisco and the fuzzy, low maintenance, hippie-esque mustache still prevails!
Like most women I am slightly irritated by the interference of a mustache as well as the scratchy sandpaper feeling, but if it looks good I don’t mind a good looking stache. There is no doubt the mustache is making a comeback but unlike the previously cheesy pornstache, men are going for a much more demure look. The comeback was inevitable, but thankfully men chose not to embrace Hitler’s toothbrush style or the unforgiving Fu Manchu.
The stache is once again sexy.
Well, sometimes.
