| Chris ( @ 2009-03-10 13:41:00 |
In which my lameness expands.
Usually when I shave, I do my upper lip last. It's a routine that makes little sense in some ways: my upper lip was the first part of my face to grow hair, and for a while it was the only thing I was shaving. You'd think my system would have expanded outward from there.
But setting aside procedural anomalies, there is another disquieting trend suggested by this practice: I am secretly considering growing a silly little Brad Pitt mustache. Two or three times a week, I reach a point where I have to talk myself down and continue hacking off the stubble while some small part of me whispers, "Admit it, you look kind of good this way. Just leave it and see what happens."
Stop it, inner fashion victim. Don't be ridiculous.
Usually when I shave, I do my upper lip last. It's a routine that makes little sense in some ways: my upper lip was the first part of my face to grow hair, and for a while it was the only thing I was shaving. You'd think my system would have expanded outward from there.
But setting aside procedural anomalies, there is another disquieting trend suggested by this practice: I am secretly considering growing a silly little Brad Pitt mustache. Two or three times a week, I reach a point where I have to talk myself down and continue hacking off the stubble while some small part of me whispers, "Admit it, you look kind of good this way. Just leave it and see what happens."
Stop it, inner fashion victim. Don't be ridiculous.