I know I am in the minority when I make the statement "I heart moustaches!"
Hold on now...let me clarify. I do not dig a Fu Manchu or Handlebar or anything of that sort. I definitely prefer a clean shaven man. Something about our cheeks kissing sans razor burn gets me everytime.
Let me further clarify. It's no secret that I am unhealthily attached to Victor Newman...and his moustache. Just look at it! It yields power and ruthlessness and deviousness. I love to hate it - and hate to love it.
As evidenced in the photo below, when his upper lip is bald it's just not the same...
I'm convinced that Eric Braeden's contract demands a stylist and special products for his facial hair. I like to pretend that that has something to do with his hiatus from The Young and the Restless at the present time.
PS. There's a man who sometimes takes the Bay #6 bus at the same time as me. He's clearly embraced Movember. I didn't have the heart to tell him that a bit of boscotti had taken up residence in his 'stache this morning... Maybe tomorrow I'll thank him for making me start my day with a smile and some thanks!