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The best thing about Movember...


Movember 2008

I participated in Movember again this year, which turned out to be a tricky one; they don't seem to have heard of Movember here in Argentina, which is awkward, because my deliriously ironic moustache really, really shouldn't be taken too seriously. When I'm wearing top-lip-fluff, I look more like a child molester than most, which clearly explains why I haven't been able to make that many new friends here in Buenos Aires.

Having said that, it's good for one thing; Photography! There's something rather refreshing about scarcely recognising your own face, which means that it's a lot easier to be inspired to partake in some photographic experiments...

So have a leaf through the gallery above. Feel free to laugh at me all you like, but if you as much as titter, you have to click on this link to learn a little bit more about Prostate cancer. Because, well, that's the whole point of walking around like Freddy Mercury's bastard son for a month...