Mustache March!

March is a time of great distress for one Elder Phillip Brandley mainly because it's March Madness and the boy loves basketball.  So, being the awesome girlfriend that i am...i decided to find a way to distract Phill during his time of need. In my last letter to him i wrote, "It's March! Which begins the most epic competition among college students...mustache march! I have to admit i am a little bummed, i haven't shaved all month and i have no sign of a mustache (which is probably a good sign for you. haha)"
 After writing this i went on a mad search for stick on mustaches, because 1. i can't grow one 2. neither can Phill because he must be clean shaven at all times.  My attempt to cheer Phill up resulted in the following Mustache Madness:

I am sporting 6 varieties of Staches. 1. the Hillbilly stache 2. the creeper stache
3. the mall cop stache 4. the Frenchie 5. the improved Nazi stache 6. the up to no good stache
[click on the photo to enlarge it] 

This noble endeavor opened my eyes to how grateful i am that i do not grow facial hair! haha it's not very becoming and it is unbelievably itchy! hopefully receiving this in the mail with a stash of his own staches will cure the March Madness withdrawals:)