In fact, we’d like to applaud their commitment to letting themselves go. Take a moment to peer into Brent Burns’s thicket of tangled wilderness. It’s at the same time magnificent and horrifying—the man looks like he’s spent the entire off-season running with a pack of wolves. It’s an impressive feat, seeing as hockey players are already considered some of the gruffest athletes out there.
We were discouraged by a profile on Good Morning America yesterday about the rising popularity of Botox among men. (We refuse to use the term “Bro-tox.”) According to ABC News, 300,000 men received injections in 2011, up 10% from the previous year. Eyelid surgery is up 15%. Face-lifts: 14%. Liposuction: 7%. Why?
According to plastic surgeon Dr. Anthony Griffin, “There’s a competition in our society for looks. Better-looking men get paid more and they get the prettier girls.”
As you might expect, we see things slightly differently...
Men’s grooming guides follow a simple playbook. You stake out the basics (the barber, the nail clipper), the adventurous flourish (beard oil, anyone?) and the forbidden zone where any self-respected heterosexual man dare not venture.
We’re not complaining—or lining up for pedicures, now that you mention it—but we’d like to make the case for a certain oft-maligned product that usually gets short shrift, most notably in Esquire’s latest ode to grooming.
There are pretty faces, there are honest faces, and then there are downright fascinating faces. Carnival workers, as a rule, tend to have the third kind.
This one comes courtesy of Matt Hoyle’s Barnumville phootography project, and while we wouldn’t advocate donning the tophat and neck ribbon just yet, it’s a good example of what a guy can pull off when he’s fully committed—and he’s got the face for it.