Anyway, he just wouldn't look like himself without the mustache. With it, he looks a bit like the Marlboro Man. Or at least the Marlboro Man I remember, the guy with the cowboy hat, the dark hair and the mustache.
In any case, his mustache is just part of who he is. See, here he is on his birthday last year, his mustache in all its glory.
And here is Clayton this morning, with the mustache that he insisted I make for him yesterday. He wasn't so much wanting to have his picture taken, but even so, I'm seeing a definite resemblance.




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