We’ve all heard it: “Your ‘stache is trash,” “Your beard is weird” and other gems from Walt “Clyde” Frazier and Keith Hernandez in the Just for Men commercials (I don’t know who they are, but…they’ve got to be important, they’re on TV).

After taking these proclamations to heart, and after seeing all the colour-filled upper-lip foliage at the Movember Tweetup on Thursday, I thought it would take this opportunity to get further into the Movember spirit (Note: this has nothing to do with a number of people commenting that it was hard to see my moustache in the low light of Diamond that night).

You know what? I try. I try to present the societally-accepted intensity and meter of moustachitude. It’s what’s required of men these days — just part of life. I don’t know if others really feel it. But I feel it…in my heart.

Just for Men is hard to find. Security at the London Drugs on Robson and Bute will not have me back, but that shouldn’t stop you. And don’t give up just because the sales assistant at the drug store gives you a funny look when you ask her for “male hair dye.”

Nothing says salon colour, at home, like two lines of goo in a clear plastic tray.

It was on sale for 9.99, okay?

I will just let the photo speak for itself. That’s right. Drink it in. I feel like Tom Hanks in Castaway finding Wilson. This is me. No more words.

So, if you’d like to help me in my quest for $1,000 for prostate cancer research, please pass this on and donate on my page:

http://ca.movember.com/mospace/126397

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