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So the other day, I was thinking:
One day, I want to have enough readers to host a blog giveaway.
Then I started thinking:
What would I give?
The first thing I thought:
Something mustache-related.
So I figured:
I should probably explain my strange love for mustaches.
So today I'm going to blog about:
Mustaches.
(This is a poster featuring many famous mustaches that is in my room.
Or at least, thats waiting to go in my room.
My room is kind of in-between being decorated right now.)
I dont know why I enjoy them so much, but I do.
But first, lets clarify -
I do NOT like them on guys.
Wispy little hairs on upper lips just isnt attractive to me.
However,
I LOVE the novelty of mustaches.
(I got this little gem at a Party City, I believe.
And look closely.
It definitely says "100% Human Hair"
Hows that for dedication, yeah?
Ive had it for a couple of months now, and refuse to take it out of its package.
I'm waiting for the perfect opportunity.)
If you were to ask me where my love for novelty mustaches comes from,
(Which my sister, Amanda, does. Often.)
I really dont know what I would tell you.
Though, thinking back on it, Ive always found them humorous.
But I think what stemmed the open passion for them was this cup I found at Urban Outfitters.
(Hey, look! Its me!)
And ever since I got that cup, it sort of exploded.
My sisters, Ingrid and Astrid, understand and support.
Which I first realized during Christmas.
They got me mustache stickers, mustache notebooks, a mustache t-shirt, and that mustache poster I showed earlier.
(notebook)
(stickers)
(t-shirt)
(On rare occasion do I feel cooler than when I wear this t-shirt.)
When Bee and I were waiting for hours before the Vampire Weekend concert,
She nonchalantly grabbed my hand, and started drawing something.
When I asked: what are you doing?
She said, like it was no big deal: Drawing a mustache on your finger.
This is why we're best friends, Kolbie Anne.
I have this black-light pen, that writes invisble, but shows when you shine a black light on it.
What was my first course of action when I got it?
Draw an invisible mustache on myself, of course.
And then draw them on anything that came into my path.
(I may or may not be wearing an invisible mustache right now)
If one thing is certain, its this:
For some strange reason,
I am a mustachio nut.
For shiz.
And in the distant future I will host a blog giveaway.
And when I do, the lucky winner will be showered in mustaches-o-plenty.
Promise.
-Adriana
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2 comments:
If I could I would grow a mustache, just for you.
haha, this is AWESOME! I too, share your love for the stach :-)
My friends & I just got some mustaches on sticks for our wedding booth :-)
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