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April 18, 2006
I Don't Believe It
The HVES notes with some snark that Robin Givhans was awarded a Pulitzer prize for her stellar social commentary disguised as fashion reporting.
All we can say is, if they're handing out Pulitzers for lobbing digital spitballs at unsuspecting family members of public figures, we can think of far more deserving folks than the sort of person who finds the Fab Hair Duo drool-worthy:
Edwards's hair has regularly been referred to as a mop, but that suggests that it is messy or unkempt. Nothing could be further from the truth. He has a precise haircut with artfully clipped layers. His hair is a beautiful shade of chocolate brown with honey-colored highlights. It is not particularly long, but it is smooth and shiny. It is boyish hair not because of the style but because it looks so healthy and buoyant and practically cries out to be tousled the same way a well-groomed golden retriever demands to be nuzzled.
Honey colored highlights? Demands to be nuzzled??? I don't know about you, but that is just sick-making. And what is with the Wonkette-esque gushing about S'Kerry?
Not to worry. His hair may have turned silver, but he has arrived at age 60 seemingly without having lost a strand. What man wouldn't gloat, just a little?While hair is ostensibly the topic, anyone who knows the story of Samson and Delilah or who has ever read a bodice-ripper romance, knows that hair is a symbol of virility. All of this talk about who has the bigger, thicker, better hair is simply a coy way of asserting which campaign is chockablock with virility and which is in need of Viagra.
Right. At the risk of giving away my personal taste in men, look at Jason Stratham for 20 seconds and tell me that hair is some kind of measure of masculinity or virility. I generally pay little or no attention to male actors, but he fairly burns up the screen.
Put Mr. Stratham or The Shrub alone in a room with John Foregainst Kerry for a few seconds and I don't think there would be much of a question of who the girly-man was. Somehow I doubt Mr. Stratham's world is rocked if he can't get a manicure before he makes a public appearance.
The superficiality of the left amazes me sometimes. But then hair products (or the lack thereof) oft proclaim the man.
Posted by Cassandra at April 18, 2006 08:28 AM
Comments
I was especially outraged by this post until I figured out this was not in fact Mike Tyson's ex
Posted by: beautifulatrocities at April 18, 2006 11:00 AM
Well, it just proves the theory that hair and brains don't necessarily grow together. There is Ted Kennedy's thatch...
Posted by: Cricket at April 18, 2006 11:10 AM
> Put Mr. Stratham or The Shrub alone in a room with John Foregainst Kerry for a few seconds and I don't think there would be much of a question of who the girly-man was.
Hair? I'm happy to say that I'm 48 and still have a full head of it, but it certainly doesn't tie to being "a man". I think you can look at Jason Statam (The Transporter, Snatch) and see that. Most girls seem to find him quite attractive despite the bald head, and the characters he's known for aren't Nervous Nellies. Contrast this with Albert Brooks, who had a full head well into his career and played nebbishes who made Barney Fife look like a tower of power.
Posted by: OhBloodyHell at April 18, 2006 10:55 PM