As the month of Movember progresses and the bristles bloom into strands of hair worthy of getting stuck in the plughole, it becomes more apparent of some of the pros and cons of sporting a mo. They are not compatible with heat and flies and dusty winds. They result in that look young people working in shops and cafes give you along the lines of “are you, like for real, like, ohmygod far out, Stan for Idol.” They itch. And they attract and repel in equal measure.
Australia doesn’t really seem like the ideal place for a mo, what with the heat, the salty ocean, the red dust and the preponderance of metrosexual moisturiser products. But somehow, as Australia always does, the country punches above its weight, and has given us a plethora of mo laden icons. From the first pioneers and stockmen to the line of fast bowlers queuing up to get one over on the Poms, the mo has been at a centre of advancing Australia fair. We love a sunburnt country, but we love it even more when the male population are sprouting facial features.
Now, the Canberra mos are inspired by the icons in this country, and with the extra thought and intelligence that one acquires from having a moustache, we have been musing on the stature of our attempts at hairy greatness in the wider scheme of things. Are we Aussie icons? Perhaps not yet, but there’s certainly a great deal of similarity between the arch of the Harbour Bridge and that thing on Neil’s top lip.
Are we embedded in the landscape of this country, like the grains of sand in the desert and lumps of rock waiting to be pillaged and sold to China? Hmm, maybe not quite, but Jason is certainly our own little golden nugget in the Western Australian wilderness.
And are we iconic mo men, like Dennis Lillee and Chopper Read and Darryl Kerrigan and Humphrey B Bear (well, he is kind of hairy right?) Well, clearly, no, but try telling that to Ben who is an icon for Gen Y moustache grooming wannabes up and down the land.
So we may not have reached iconic status quite yet, but with three years of intermittent mo growth on the board we are slowly getting there. There are far more important and worthy men than us – your brothers and fathers and sons, your favourite cricket team, the guy you eye up in the coffee shop who orders a skinny soy decaf latte – men who one day may face issues such as depression or prostate cancer. Continue to show your support for all these great men, helping to raise awareness and action to tackle health inequalities by supporting the spirit of Movember. In kind, or, better, in money. The links to sponsor us are on the top right. And thanks to everyone who has donated, whether a large chunk of your hard earned wonga, or some loose change for a crumby biscuit. Thank you. You are all great Australians too.
Australia doesn’t really seem like the ideal place for a mo, what with the heat, the salty ocean, the red dust and the preponderance of metrosexual moisturiser products. But somehow, as Australia always does, the country punches above its weight, and has given us a plethora of mo laden icons. From the first pioneers and stockmen to the line of fast bowlers queuing up to get one over on the Poms, the mo has been at a centre of advancing Australia fair. We love a sunburnt country, but we love it even more when the male population are sprouting facial features.
Now, the Canberra mos are inspired by the icons in this country, and with the extra thought and intelligence that one acquires from having a moustache, we have been musing on the stature of our attempts at hairy greatness in the wider scheme of things. Are we Aussie icons? Perhaps not yet, but there’s certainly a great deal of similarity between the arch of the Harbour Bridge and that thing on Neil’s top lip.
Are we embedded in the landscape of this country, like the grains of sand in the desert and lumps of rock waiting to be pillaged and sold to China? Hmm, maybe not quite, but Jason is certainly our own little golden nugget in the Western Australian wilderness.
And are we iconic mo men, like Dennis Lillee and Chopper Read and Darryl Kerrigan and Humphrey B Bear (well, he is kind of hairy right?) Well, clearly, no, but try telling that to Ben who is an icon for Gen Y moustache grooming wannabes up and down the land.
So we may not have reached iconic status quite yet, but with three years of intermittent mo growth on the board we are slowly getting there. There are far more important and worthy men than us – your brothers and fathers and sons, your favourite cricket team, the guy you eye up in the coffee shop who orders a skinny soy decaf latte – men who one day may face issues such as depression or prostate cancer. Continue to show your support for all these great men, helping to raise awareness and action to tackle health inequalities by supporting the spirit of Movember. In kind, or, better, in money. The links to sponsor us are on the top right. And thanks to everyone who has donated, whether a large chunk of your hard earned wonga, or some loose change for a crumby biscuit. Thank you. You are all great Australians too.
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