Movember has come and gone but I made the decision to keep rocking the mustache. This is the first time I've ever gone past a few days of stubble and I didn't feel like parting with my new found friend. It hasn't been a decision that has gone over well in our household though. Contrary to my wife's opinion, I feel the stache enhances my ruggedly handsome features and takes my badassedness to Chuck Norris levels . I'll also have you know that I've received numerous complements, mostly from my grandmothers, but they still count. I've been told I look like everyone from Magnum PI to Ron Jeremy but it wasn't until the other day that received my favorite comparison to date from my sister Emily. I'll let you decide for yourself how accurate she was.