The 66th Annual Emmy Awards aired Monday night, and everyone showed up dressed to the NINES. The ladies were lovely, the gents were dashing, and everyone was having a grand old time (until Jim Parsons won AGAIN… but that’s another topic for another time.) There was a new guest at the party and I, like everyone else, couldn’t help but take notice.
Bryan Cranston’s mustache. Cranston has donned his fair share of facial hair as Walter White, but none so Gablean as this. I have to say I don’t hate it. I don’t exactly know how I feel about it, but I don’t hate it. The pencil mustache is a very specific and veeeeeeery difficult style to pull off while not looking completely ridiculous. For example:
It is a ridiculous mustache, BUT I think the Cranstache actually works. He keeps it in check and doesn’t let it get to Snidely Whiplash levels of creepdom. It is respectable, and it knows its place. That is until this happens…