A Hairy Encounter
This past weekend, my girlfriends and I were causally jaunting down Bowrey, chatting and laughing about our destination du jour. We were about to cross the street, when we looked up only to see three men walking towards us with the biggest, baddest mustaches and beards that we had ever laid eyes on.I kid you not, their facial hair was twisted, coiffed, braided and looked as if it needed ample amounts of styling product to hold it’s pippi-longstocking-esque form. Their handlebar mustaches were positively horizontal!
Well, I now know why these swashbuckling types have invaded New York: today is the NYC Beard & Mustache Championships.
Who knew?!
posted by Lisa @ 12:48 PM
1 Comments:
What surprised me the most was that their beards didn't always match their hair color. We're talking really off here, like a Red Beard with Black Hair.
Alomsot thought they were fakes, until you found this.
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