I need to discuss the man bun today because they seem to be popping up everywhere in Sydney at the moment.
This topic also gives me the perfect excuse to give you ladies the Friday treat of some seriously gorgeous men on my blog.
Personally, I think man buns are BLOODY HOT; NC thinks they’re a bit try-hard.
I’ve always had a thing for men with long hair – who wouldn’t with Michael Hutchence as the role model of my thirties – and I forced Kurt to keep his long locks up until last year, when he suddenly decided to have them shorn off as an act of rebellion during the Dark Ages.
I felt like Samson.
Walk down King St in Newtown and it seems that every other guy under thirty is sporting the man bun with shaved sides.
The vote’s still out on this one but I don’t think that you should sport the man bun over thirty-five – or is that manbunnist?
David Beckham started it, I believe, and since then it has been cultivated by the likes of a smorgasbord of talented movie eye-candy actOrs such as Chris Hemsworth, Jake Gyllenghal and Leo De Caprio, so it must be FLAMING hot and the style provides the sort of eccentric titillation that sad old cougars like myself, (who are attracted to deep-thinking, creative man), salivate and go weak at the knees over.
Actually, maybe Beckham was responsible for the Alice band, not the man bun, which never quite took off in the same way, and explains a lot.
But the man bun signifies many desirable qualities in men. It signifies that they are comfortable within without being over-confident, a high level of creativity and being unashamedly in tune with their female side – add all those characteristics together and you get uber-hotness.
Unfortunately, it would be physically impossible for the old man to grow a man bun unless miracles truly did exist or one of those very expensive hair potions actually worked. Not that he’d ever go for it anyway – he thinks he’s far too macho to wear a pink shirt let alone a bun on the top of his head.
Your thoughts, ladies?