We live in an age of curated perfection. TikTok haircuts. Barber shop fades with hard parts and edge-ups. We spend $80 to look like every other guy on Instagram.
That mullet is freedom. It is the complete and total absence of self-awareness. It is a flag planted on the hill of "I don't care what you think." I see you reading this, stroking your chin, thinking, "Maybe I'll get a mullet for Halloween." dumb and dumber mullet
So here’s to you, Lloyd. Here’s to the golden mane. And here’s to the poor, brave soul who had to wash that wig at the end of every shooting day. We live in an age of curated perfection
That is not a plan. That is a mullet in motion. stroking your chin
