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Sunday, October 21, 2007
An Astute Mustache Observation
My manservent Joseph noted that this gentleman seems to be thinking rather intently about his mustache in this image. I agreed and then docked his pay for lollygagging.
As they say in ole Tachemania, "kipp one aye on yer lip hair, fer ye never knows whut yer other aye's a seein'". So let the poor man be. There are worse preoccupations a fellow can submit to than wax whiskerious about his own follicular protuberances. Such as shaving with a straight razor, f'rinstance. (Faugh!)
It looks as if, in that pose, he is breathing in and meditating upon the glorious smell of his mustache, and the few breadcrumbs from dinner that got stuck upon it.
The 19th century was also the golden era of the mustache riders, who have a long history of being mustache conissuers . These ladies and gentlemen who were members of this prestigious club lived and breathed the joys of the hair ladden upper lip.Some say that this organization still exists
Are you certain this man is a gentleman? His head tilt, his monacle -- they say "gentleman". Yet, look at the cut of his suit. Could he, indeed, be a gentleman's gentleman?
Oh, the great fashion of the past! I had a handlebar of some length (at least 5 inches from the corner of my mouth) in the past. Work place presure required the clipping of my great work. It seems that taunts of "Raulie Finger," "Pauncho Via," or "It's Luigi of the Mario Brothers" is not acceptable for management.
I myself have a beard. The mustaches of the 19th century have always seemed mystical to me. These men spent time crafting these stashes with things like bees wax. In the spirit of Halloween I am going to shave my beard off and leave a faint mustache on Wednesday.
Great site. I have a JPEG of an old dude with moustache but doesn't fall under any classification. Can you classify it if I send an JPEG to you? (No virus nor threats)
I dare say that the whole lot of you are a bunch of sissy ninnys, and to dock the wages of a man with such an astounding face beaver is mere poppycock!
Your rant is duly noted an completely a worthwhile endeavor, my good man. I happened upon this blog whilst attempting to find more information on the "Burnsides", or, more astutely, the sideburns, that inevitably during this most storied time would frolick towards eachother and engage in a mirthful moustache; I can only gaze upon the beauty of your subject, and wonder if that twinkle in his eye is the knowledge of a job well done, the feeling of accomplishment not known to the common man, the contentment of such a lip rug being there for the ages. Bravo, sir, bravo. I do ask if I may link to you in my own blog, as the greatness of these posts cannot readily be duplicated?
The Wilson Studio of Chicago was the meeting place for many a mustachioed man in teh late 1890s. Any man worth his weight in wax would stop in to have his walrus photographed.
This is a not so insightful remark by a mustache virgin: I don't get 'em. I've tried letting my facial hair grow, then shaved off all but the upper lip growth, I've tried leaving a growth which follows the edge of my mouth right around either side and down to my chinny, chin chin and I've tried a Clark Gable, but I'm afraid my face is one of the unlucky few which just doesn't suit a hairy catterpillar on my upper lip. alas
Well what an interesting site I must say. Personally since dating a man with a moustache I will not date a man without one...whisker-burns are a real turn off.
i'm sorry for being the bearer of bad news but i'm here to say that i find this entire site quite humorous seeing as how it is devoted to a mass of hair growing above the lip that makes drinking anything from a cup quite a task.
Indeed such repose is of the cultured but one look at the short collar and the vulgar large knot of his ascot and I see this man for the cad and bounder he truly is. No sir the cut of his jib is upon the bias!
And one most ask, if you the faithful scribe, have a beard or a mustache?
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Your insinuation sickens me, sir.
ReplyDeleteAs they say in ole Tachemania, "kipp one aye on yer lip hair, fer ye never knows whut yer other aye's a seein'". So let the poor man be. There are worse preoccupations a fellow can submit to than wax whiskerious about his own follicular protuberances. Such as shaving with a straight razor, f'rinstance. (Faugh!)
ReplyDeleteThe mustaches of the nineteenth century symbolizes rich people in our country.
ReplyDeleteNice 'stache. Nice blog.
ReplyDelete*Sigh*
ReplyDeleteIt is so hard to get good help nowadays. I entered the link myself this time.
Chuh! Mortals!
Lollygagging
ReplyDeleteWhat a great word.
I approve.
You may continue
It looks as if, in that pose, he is breathing in and meditating upon the glorious smell of his mustache, and the few breadcrumbs from dinner that got stuck upon it.
ReplyDeleteTally ho. We're in Greece and you should see the taches here. Formidable.
ReplyDeleteTis truly a fascinating character who can sport such a mustache.
ReplyDeleteThe 19th century was also the golden era of the mustache riders, who have a long history of being mustache conissuers . These ladies and gentlemen who were members of this prestigious club lived and breathed the joys of the hair ladden upper lip.Some say that this organization still exists
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOD! This blog is sheer genius! Freakin' hilarious!!
ReplyDeleteto be honest,clean shaven is the talk of the town!so lets get rid of mustache!
ReplyDeleteInteresting topic.
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ReplyDeleteNice picture. I bet he never thought that this one would make the world wide web. He is now famous.
Are you certain this man is a gentleman? His head tilt, his monacle -- they say "gentleman". Yet, look at the cut of his suit. Could he, indeed, be a gentleman's gentleman?
ReplyDeleteInteresting facination of mustache you got there. Perhaps i can send in mine for you to examine my pedigree?
ReplyDeleteOh, the great fashion of the past! I had a handlebar of some length (at least 5 inches from the corner of my mouth) in the past. Work place presure required the clipping of my great work. It seems that taunts of "Raulie Finger," "Pauncho Via," or "It's Luigi of the Mario Brothers" is not acceptable for management.
ReplyDeleteVERY NICE BLOG. i just did mine, so new here. :) but mine seems not bad too :) well, seeing this blog, i even felt pity i can never have mustache :D
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ReplyDeleteI myself have a beard. The mustaches of the 19th century have always seemed mystical to me. These men spent time crafting these stashes with things like bees wax.
ReplyDeleteIn the spirit of Halloween I am going to shave my beard off and leave a faint mustache on Wednesday.
Great site. I have a JPEG of an old dude with moustache but doesn't fall under any classification. Can you classify it if I send an JPEG to you? (No virus nor threats)
ReplyDeletei am new to this blogging bit but am impressed to c the lay out and creativity u hav put in to make these poor men's facial forests to admirable light
ReplyDeletegood point... from a hairless 21st century perspective
ReplyDeleteSinfull I tell you!
ReplyDeleteA den of theives are ye all!
Abomanations to clean shaven men everywhere!
All men with a mustache or facial hair of any kind are bound for the fire of hell! Everybody knows that!
I didn't realise that my mustache is a part of living history! Thanks !!!
ReplyDeleteI dare say that the whole lot of you are a bunch of sissy ninnys, and to dock the wages of a man with such an astounding face beaver is mere poppycock!
ReplyDeletequite great I must say....
ReplyDeleteInteresting documentation of blogs here!
ReplyDeleteMy own moustache battles (at my blog) pale in comparison to these.
I think shooting pics in sepia tone enhances the moustache's appeal. Noted.
Tally ho!
and what's the point of talking about mustaches again?
ReplyDeleteYour rant is duly noted an completely a worthwhile endeavor, my good man. I happened upon this blog whilst attempting to find more information on the "Burnsides", or, more astutely, the sideburns, that inevitably during this most storied time would frolick towards eachother and engage in a mirthful moustache; I can only gaze upon the beauty of your subject, and wonder if that twinkle in his eye is the knowledge of a job well done, the feeling of accomplishment not known to the common man, the contentment of such a lip rug being there for the ages. Bravo, sir, bravo. I do ask if I may link to you in my own blog, as the greatness of these posts cannot readily be duplicated?
ReplyDeleteyou've got great things here...mustache's, ahhh the great antiqulated MUSTACHE!
ReplyDeletehave you considered a similar tribute site to the oft forgotten mutton chops?
ReplyDeletei feel that you could do justice, where justice is due.
Well ,dock my pay as well! That is one fine 'stache example!
ReplyDeleteThe Wilson Studio of Chicago was the meeting place for many a mustachioed man in teh late 1890s. Any man worth his weight in wax would stop in to have his walrus photographed.
ReplyDeleteThis is a not so insightful remark by a mustache virgin: I don't get 'em. I've tried letting my facial hair grow, then shaved off all but the upper lip growth, I've tried leaving a growth which follows the edge of my mouth right around either side and down to my chinny, chin chin and I've tried a Clark Gable, but I'm afraid my face is one of the unlucky few which just doesn't suit a hairy catterpillar on my upper lip. alas
ReplyDeleteHe looks very grand and important. I enjoy this mustache.
ReplyDeleteWell what an interesting site I must say. Personally since dating a man with a moustache I will not date a man without one...whisker-burns are a real turn off.
ReplyDeleteI hate kissing men with mustachios...
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ReplyDeletei'm sorry for being the bearer of bad news but i'm here to say that i find this entire site quite humorous seeing as how it is devoted to a mass of hair growing above the lip that makes drinking anything from a cup quite a task.
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Shave it, Leave it,
Wax it, Cleave it,
Chew on it, Comb it out,
Enjoy the aroma
of last night's Stout.
Such a large tie knot on a collar-less shirt? Heavens to Murgatroyd!
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ReplyDeletesaid Frida Khalo. Shall we think of Renaissance?
ReplyDeletehello, I have only to say this...
ReplyDeleteKissing a man without a mustache, is like eating a hard boiled egg, without salt.
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I've always fallen in love with men with mustaches, it's just the way of the world.
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ReplyDeleteIndeed such repose is of the cultured but one look at the short collar and the vulgar large knot of his ascot and I see this man for the cad and bounder he truly is. No sir the cut of his jib is upon the bias!
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