I couldn't wait to grow a mustache. I stopped shaving my upper lip the day I graduated from high school.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had a mustache when I was 13.
I've grown this mustache which saves me from having to glue on one every day in the heat.
Not to get too deep on shaving my mustache, but it was kind of symbolic of, 'This is a moment of liberation, a chance to reinvent yourself.' That's kind of what I did.
I don't think I'll ever be able to grow a beard.
The mustache - I was never happy with the fullness of it. I was a bit too young. Maybe I'll bring it back in my mid-thirties.
A mustache really defines your face. My dad had a mustache when I was growing up, and I can still remember when he shaved it, he looked like a completely different person.
First of all, I wish I could grow a beard.
I guess, to tell you the truth, I've never had much of a desire to grow facial hair. I think I've managed to play quarterback just fine without a mustache.
I can't grow a mustache. It's pretty sad if I attempt to.
I can't grow a moustache.