Let me tell you a story about the power of the moustache. One day, I went to meet a dear friend for coffee, ooh and I was in a stinking mood (bad break up). My friend was acting kinda weird, wriggling with some kind of childlike excitement but, being very grumpy, I ignored it. A few minutes later, I noticed something odd on her finger and asked what it was. She brought the finger up to her top lip and announced “It’s my moustache!”. Yes, she had drawn a silly moustache onto her finger to cheer me up.
I descended into giggles, it transformed my day, and since then we’ve always had a bit of an obsession with faux facial hair.
In step Wife of Brian. Who *doesn’t* want a moustache on a stick? Sounds like hours of fun to me.
If you look closely at the offerings on the website, they also sell Princess Leia earmuffs! Never again will we have to try to make our hair go into a swirl (never gonna work), or stick pastries to the side of our heads in the name of fancy dress.