In the Middle East, training girls how to erase all traces of hair on their bodies practically starts in the womb.That’s why the market is so saturated with products, services, and advertisements reflecting that. But for men the opposite seems to be true, namely, hair is good! In fact it’s on the rise with a particularly bizarre aesthetic procedure. Recently, CNN and the Huffington Post featured articles about the new phenomenon that’s all the rage in our region: Men’s surgical mustache implants.
That’s right, while women are lasering hair follicles, stretching sugar wax, and waiting for the electricity to come back on to use the epilator machine, men are going straight to the surgeon to surgically implant hairs onto the upper lip creating a thicker, fuller, and undoubtedly sexier mustache.
The articles note that one surgeon in Turkey is performing at least 60 procedures a month, and another in Paris has a customer base mostly made of men from the UAE, Lebanon, Iraq, and Iran. With such soaring numbers, the doctors are opening offices in the region and men are booking tourist packages to take their families on vacay while they buff up their lip ticklers.
When I first came to Lebanon I was so surprised at how many men rocked facial hair, and I liked it! It’s a common way to crop your face with a well manicured mane, unlike in the US where most of the people with mustaches are just hipsters and men still stuck in the 80′s. Old men, young men, rich men, and poor men let their face follicles grow here. And barber shop services are cheap, reliable, and everywhere. I think one man from 2famous is getting an old-school shave for $3 as we speak.
I must admit I didn’t know many men in the region were facing trouble growing out their mustaches, but if those extra whiskers are going to make them feel better and command more respect, then why not? And dare I say, at the very least it might make them kiss more passionately, as made clear in one of my favorite quotes:
“Un beso sin bigote, es como un huevo sin sal” (A kiss without a mustache is like an egg without salt.)
But will people start facing the dilemma of being called out for their synthetic strains of hair? Some undervalue another’s beauty when they find out the person in question is riddled with plastic and botox; Does this mean a man’s lack of ability to grow his own face bush and result to plastic surgery for it make him less of a legitimate badass?
Have you seen any great mustaches here in the Middle East? Post pics in the comments!!
-But Berlin DJ predictably denied into Lebanon for Israeli stamp
You know what, I’m glad the Middle Eastern Gulf region is taking into account all kinds of sexy when it comes to deporting men.
Because the most recent deportee is a 55-year old German man, Rolf Buccholz, internationally known for holding the Guinness World Record in having the most body piercings.
Buchholz flew to Dubai to party it up at Circque le Soir, a club that promises to bring out all the freaks and fantasy fetish stuff, as a paid appearance. But at the Dubai Airport he was denied entry into the Emirate on the account of possibly being a High Priest of the Dark Arts and a practitioner of Black Magic. Yes, that is why he was denied entry, because he looked as sexy as a Black Magic Priest. And yes, I would probably be wooed by him.
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Norwegians are the masters of understatement. When something is gargantuan, they’ll say ‘It’s a bit big’ and when something’s breathtakingly beautiful, they’ll say ‘It’s nice.’ If a friend made a $10 million profit on a business deal, they’d claim he made ‘a bit of money.’
I still don’t understand whether it’s humor or specific cultural brain wiring (for example: how different cultures understand time). But there is one thing that reassures me in all of this, a ray of hope that cuts through the vague cloudiness which always has me scratching my head asking “Is he/she joking…?” — and that is when a Norwegian talks about the Lofoten Islands.
Because they don’t understate anything about it. Any Norwegian will tell you how magical Lofoten is — how emotional it is to stand next to giant mountains that dive straight into the sea, or how disoriented one b... more
-I was the only dancer and they noticed
It All Started With Lena Dunham
In March my sister, Margaux, sent me a Youtube video with a perfectly succinct message: “This is Lena Dunham’s boyfriend. She directed the video.” Dunham’s boyfriend is the guitarist of Fun and started the band Bleachers as a solo project. Loved Lena’s video, died for her boyfriend’s song, “I Wanna Get Better!”
Admittedly Margaux knew how to pique my interest with the reference, but that day I became a Bleachers fan too. The thick riffs did what they wanted to my body, the lyrics “I didn’t know I was lonely till I saw your face” literally made (makes) me cry; I played the song on repeat and told my boyfriend to dance at a distance in case I exploded into a rainbow — it was that wonderful.
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Take a look at the festival fashion at Hove!
As a recent immigrant to Oslo I can’t help but notice the strong Norwegian sense of style. Everyone walks around as if just getting off a Banana Republic-meets-Free People photo shoot, rocking box-fresh threads and highly styled looks. Being one of the world’s richest countries influences how people dress and they definitely dress like they are rich and care how they look.
Between us there is a sharp visual contrast; I, with my decades old tees (that were made decades ago and cost $1), dilapidated shoes, my aversion to makeup concealer, and dark curly hair versus the Norwegian current-season outfit, long flowing golden locks, lots of face concealer, and really clean looking shoes.
But as I prepared to camp in the woods at Hove for six nights I imagined a sort of fashion overlap. My laid-back grungy style just might mix perfectly with the relaxed atmosphere of camping, I thought. I just might look like I fit in here especially among the teens since my part... more
What Is Brown Cheese?
“I just thought the Norwegians packaged peanut butter in a different way, you know, instead of spooning it out of a jar they served it in a block that you slice with a cheese cutter. It still tasted like peanut butter and I ate it on bread with jelly but I didn’t find out it wasn’t even peanut butter until much later.”
Babs, an American expat in Norway chuckled as she told me about her first encounters with Norwegian brunost (brown cheese). She and her Norwegian husband met in Lebanon decades ago where, at the time, he would ship in a huge box of brown cheese to satisfy his homestyle hunger.
Americans compare it to peanut butter; Brits compare it to Marmite; Many others compare it to dulce de leche. But it is none of them.
Norwegian brown cheese is not essentially cheese — it’s made with goat milk, whey, and cream — and boiled for so long that the sugar in the mixture cara... more