Systematically tracking down the best kind of men, that's what.
Long has a fixation been held by me and my pals for the kinda goofy, badly attired, overly follicled and SUPREMELY AWESOME variety of boy rarely appreciated to their fullest by the female of the species.
Well, only by the wisest.
This is because we know that beneath those layers of op shop puffer gilet and cereal magnet facial hair is probably something genuinely magnificent protecting itself from not just society's expectations, but the motherfuckin' cold, mate.
So hiya, blog! You're gonna be a good 'un and you're probably just for us.