As the novelty begins to wear off and the jokes start to wear thinner than the taches themselves, the men of Aspectus PR are struggling to remain enthusiastic about Movember. In this dark time we have turned to those who have walked the path before us and gone on to sport glorious mos. Below we showcase the men who have been a constant source of inspiration over the last few weeks and the latest photos of our progress so far.
Joe Richards on Colin Richards
“Cracking open old family photo albums can be embarrassing for all of those concerned. And never more so than when your girlfriend is present! But the last time I endured this experience, as my mum cooed at photos of me as a five-year old making a bubble bath beard, I spotted this gem. Who is this man? Magnum PI taking a well-deserved vacation? A handsome extra from Saturday Night Fever? South America’s answer to Indiana Jones? It is in fact my father. Although his mighty moustache puts mine to shame, I can’t help but feel a surge of pride looking at this photo, even if my chances of matching his efforts are extremely remote. (I may as well be a five year old, dreaming of a beard.)”
Bill Penn on Herbert George Wells
“The greatest science fiction writer of all time and one of Britain’s best and most prolific twentieth century novelists, largely unread and ignored today. Fine cultivator of moustaches and epic adulterer.”
Alastair Turner on Joe Stansbury
“We have a ‘blonde Bond’ but could my moustache hero, Joe Stansbury, have been the blonde Magnum? He’s known me all my life. Father of two good friends. One of whom will be godmother to my son. During the early ‘80s when the Southwell Ramblers cricket club was woefully short of runs and wickets, Joe was our Botham. A genuine all rounder, his fast-medium left arm over would rip through opposition batting. Then, when our top order inevitably wobbled, Joe would take a puff on his cigar, do a shoulder rotation and walk out to punch the other teams’ attack to all parts. To the young boy doing the scoring on the sideline, Joe was the King of Cool. On top of his cricketing ability, he was nicknamed ‘the Cincinnati Kid’ due to his poker prowess… yet another deposit in the man bank. Joe’s moustache went in the late eighties. His joie de vivre and his coolness remained.”
Harry Huskisson on Daley Thompson
“When I was but a boy, growing up in the wilds of small-town Somerset, I longed to become a sporting hero. I can remember the 1992 summer Olympics in Barcelona and watching the elite athletes conquering the world. The Great Britain team included the likes of Matthew Pinsent, Chris Boardman, Roger Black and Sally Gunnell – their top lips smooth and stubble free, quivering and moist with tears as the national anthem blared out at the medal ceremonies. I dreamt of following in their footsteps. At around the age of 14, that world came crashing down as I began to become follicly-active and my upper lip began its life in permanent shadow. How could I ever achieve my childhood dreams now? Those muscular athletes, so well preened, their bodies hairless. I could never be like them now. But then my father whispered two words to me that would drag me from the doldrums and give me hope in those dark days of adolescence – Daley Thompson.”
Ian Chard on Fred Burridge
“He may look like a distant cousin to Carlos the Jackal, but Fred “L’Escargot” Burridge was the Editor-in-Chief who gave me my big break in journalism and taught me everything he knew. I can now disarm assailants with a ball point pen (Bourne Identity style), slice through copy with a scalpel and write a killer headline in an instant. However, I may need more than a healthy dose of Just for Men to achieve the greatness of Fred’s legendary moustache.”
Daniel Diaz on Emiliano Zapata
“America is a melting pot of cultures. Though my instinct was to honor my country’s proud tradition of hirsute upper lips – Burt Reynolds, and Tom Selleck, to name a few – I decided instead to pay homage to my Mexican heritage and model my stache in the style of the famed revolutionary Emiliano Zapata. The brash courageousness he exhibited in fighting for Mexico’s poor in the 1910s is still a model for both the working class in Mexico and immigrants (including my parents) in the United States. Many find inspiration in his mantra: ‘It is better to die on your feet, than to live life on your knees…’. Though I may carry the spirit of Zapata, I certainly do not carry his ability to grow a robust stache. Perhaps mine is a revolutionary in the making…”
Of course the greatest motivation to resist the razor is the fact we’re all are growing these moustaches for a good cause.
Aside from being a fantastic charity event, Movember has done some incredible marketing. So in next week’s final Movember blog, we’ll examine how Movember has taken the world by storm. We’ll also have the final instalment of top-lip skulduggery from the Aspectus team…