Fashion/Design, Featured, Pop Culture

For the Love of the Lady Mustache

6 Comments 14 December 2011

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Yesterday I wrote about beauty in the media and how we compare and contrast. I made a little footnote on Facebook that I still dig Zooey Deschanel’s peach fuzz ‘stache. It appeared that you did too. A lot. You freaky mo-fo’s.

Because of your fetish for the lady fuzz, I decided to write a post in honor of the female mustache. The womanly whiskers. The lip caterpillar. The Man Tickler. The Wo. The Frida. The Lady Grimley.

If you Google “Lady Mustache” or “Female Mustache” you don’t find a lot of  appropriate photos (however, in that search you will find a picture of me as Freddie Mercury considered a facial hair “fail”), but you do find glossy magazine articles advising you on how to get rid of the pesky lip creature. Shave it, bleach it, wax it, rat trap it, stick your face in a boiling hot pot of water and scrape it off your face with a pumice rock. Everyone hatin’ on the lady ‘stache, but why?

Oh, because they’re fucking terrifying? Sure, I won’t argue with you there.

But let’s pretend they’re not. Let’s pretend we live in a society where facial hair on women and boobies on men are accepted. Let’s pretend that we live in a society that prays to the Lady of Stache. Let’s pretend that we live in a society where we look at women with mustaches as having something a little more than some extra testosterone. Because the truth is, every lady has a little ‘stache of their own- whether it be peach fuzz or more- and we’ve done our best to hide that little mother fucker like it’s the Watergate transcripts.

We live in a world where the female mustache is not accepted, yet legions of female hipsters with penis envy sport fakes ones every day- including myself. Why? Why are we so afraid to sport our own mustaches, but pose in exorbitant amount of photos with big fat fake ones glued to our faces?

I’m saying here, let us own and accept our facial hair!

Let’s honor and love woman mustaches!

And when I say “us”, I totally don’t include “me” in there. Fuck no will I ever grow that peach fuzz out.

If you need inspiration, check out these photos of famous and non-famous ladies rockin’ the ‘stache below. Good luck!

 

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jd samson mustache For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

woman mustache For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

madonna mustache For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

russia mustache For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

lady mustache 2 For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

lady mustach 3 For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

frida kahlo mustache For the Love of the Lady Mustache fashion women with mustaches peach fuzz Madonna mustache lip fuzz lady mustache lady stache JD Samson Frida Kahlo mustache featured

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6 Comments so far

  1. Gracie Luna says:

    Too funny, lady!! Viva la mustache de la muchacha!!

  2. M says:

    Well, Frida was the shizz, and gorgeous despite the unibrow and femmestache. People who knew her say she was always groomed impeccably and smelled wonderful. But she was self-conscious about her teeth, which were very bad, which is why in most pics she doesn’t smile. Frida trivia! :)

  3. bobbi says:

    Haha, I love this. And I agree with you, let your mustache flag fly high. But. The first (and last time) I went to get my eyebrows threaded the woman lunged at my face and said, “Let me take care of that!” And I said, calmly, “Take care of…what?” “Your mustache.” “My. What.” “Your mustache! I can get rid of that for you!” After I more or less told her to f-off and get away from my face I went home and stared in the mirror for about an hour. I couldn’t find something that I already knew I didn’t have, and her attempt to squeeze another $5 out of me left me talking with my hand over my mouth for a week!

  4. that’s one of the reasons I love Frida.. ok I worship her but mainly because she was an outstanding artist and soul.. although I do take my hat off to her “I don’t care what people think, I’m not waxing my mustache off”… Diego didn’t seem to care, and I think it’s because she was extremely confident of herself, she didn’t need to beautify herself on the outside, her own character was enough to catch everyone’s attention, don’t you think?

  5. midle-stache says:

    Warm greatings to yall Lady Stache appreciators!
    I am Lady Luize from the humid Midle east, an artist and Lady-Awareness activist.
    Leading an artistic project named “La Donna con i baffi” (the famouse Italian saying that says: “the Lady with a mustache is loved more” !!! that will exhibit beauties with facial hair from deferent countries, the final exhibition will enclude celebs from deferent countries. I invite you beauties, to send me your photos in your best, showing off your glamorous staches and facial hair.
    you can get to hear more via luize.restart@gmail.com


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