Here, Frida only has a 5 o'clock shadow.
Not the full woman-stache, which I have addressed below.
Okay, so yesterday morning The Skeeze, his girlfriend and I went out for brunch at a Cuban place in my neighborhood. The waitress came up to our table, greeted us and asked the normal questions. As soon as she walked away, I couldn't help myself but to declare, "I don't mean to state the obvious, but she's got a serious mustache."
The Skeeze and his girlfriend weren't blind - they too had noticed the mustache. We broke into conversation about how it seems that some cultures are okay with woman-staches. The normal questions were raised: "Why don't they shave it?" "Do men actually like that??" "They do know that they have a mustache, right?" "Why not grow a beard while they're at it?" All three of us had, on separate occasions, experienced the full-blown woman-stache. We decided that it might just be a cultural thing and that maybe it's just not a big deal.
But, of course, no matter what we had diplomatically decided at this point, it was a huge deal. Especially since I was eating. Head deep into a pitcher of sangria, I decided that our waitress needed to put a hairnet on her mustache or I was going to call the FDA. After all, this was unsanitary.
I wanted to get a picture of the woman-stache, but I didn't want to offend the waitress. We brainstormed on how we could achieve this goal, but it was all to no avail. She would know we were documenting her mustache. "But I really want to put a picture of her on my blog!" I declared. At that moment, I had a revelation: Frida Kahlo!
I claim the patent on these. Step off.
I don't have much more to say here. Just that sometimes I chuckle when I write these posts, but this is so damn funny that I am currently keeling over, letting out a full blown guffaw. End of story. Hope you enjoyed it.