conversations with the mister.

while we were driving we passed one of gordon's co-workers who had an amazing mustache at the time.

mrs: i want you to have a mustache.
mister: it pains me that i cannot provide that kind of facial hair for you.
mrs: (speachless and laughing so hard!)

if gordon was to ever have a man crush it would be on a man with amazing facial hair.

he loves a good beard.

i love a good mustache.