It starts today. I am getting a hair cut, short buzz,
no more gel, no more hair dryer. It begins this morning no more
moisturizer no more hand lotion. Metro is out......I am bringing the
retrosexual back.
As a sales professional I am expected to be a symbol of success, an icon of
fashion, a well groomed, well mannered man. Not intimidating, not
threatening, not testosterone filled as nature intended. Well that all
stops today. You see today marks day 1 of a week long holiday
vacation. I don't have to shave if I don't want to and there is no suit
required. I threw my poof away, the pumice stone has been smashed, and I
will be bathing only with Lava Boy soap or whatever detergent I can find under
the sink...anything that is manly and hurts.
The tame sales guy is transformed during this week into rough, adventurous, maniacal,
hairy man thing that answers to no one....well no one except my wife, daughter,
mom, and relatives as we gather this week for Thanksgiving celebrations....but
other than that I am man....hear me roar.
I may even let my back hair grow out just out of spite.
I'm brining retro back and boy does it feel good!