Ah, November, a truly lovely month. It’s cooled down but in the I’m-excited-to-buy-a-new-coat-and-frolic-in-pretty-leaves kind of way, not the get-me-out-of-this-freezing-miserable-hell kind of way (aka February).  What’s not to love about a month where the main event is eating?  However, there’s a blemish on the otherwise perfect backdrop of beautiful fall foliage and cozy knits that is November:  During this month, men conspire against women everywhere and grow mustaches. It goes by the name of Movember and can be seen usually in the form of depressingly sparse or overwhelmingly bushy ‘staches.

See what I mean? Some people can’t be trusted with a mouth brow!

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Lindsay Lohan and Riley dine at Il Sole in Hollywood. USA

 

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Movember was something I never understood. How is facial hair doing anything positive for anyone? I figured I couldn’t be the only one scratching my heads at November’s scratchy faces, so I did some research.  Basically, it’s the same concept as walks for cures with donors, but instead of running miles you can sit on your couch drinking beer and let your upper lip do its thang. Proceeds go to men’s health issues and last year those lip toupees raised $147 million. Whoa. So I suppose I can put up with some nose neighbors if it’s for the greater good. Plus it’s a helluva lot better than our version, Armpits4August… And it’s not all bad; take a look at some of this mustachioed man candy.

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So ladies, be excited for Movember