I took a photo every day. Here are the results.

Mustaches for Kids Wrap-Up from Phillip Hilliker on Vimeo.

Hello All,

Well, we’re reaching the end of this journey to nowhere. I think my mustache growth peaked around day 15 and it’s just been hanging out doing nothing ever since. It’s pretty sad. I, for one, won’t be upset to see it go. My wife, for two, won’t either.

So if you’ve been waiting until the end to make a grand entrance with your donation, now is the time. Come Tuesday morning, this thing is out of here! I’d like to thank the current donors once again. Fred & Lee Ann, Chuck, Erica and Ross. Thank you all.

So please, considering helping out right here at the end. Afterall, I spent a month looking like this:

So uneven. So sad. Here’s that donation link one more time.

We’re 18 days into this whole mustache project! Yes, eighteen days of mustache growth and this is all I have. It doesn’t promise to get any better from here, folks.

Although, you’ll notice that I’m pretty happy in the attached photo. That’s because we’ve had some progress. Fred in Michigan (my dad!) added some more dough to Lee Ann’s (my mom) donation. Also, I’d like to thank Ross in Tucson. We’re up to 4 donors and $125. According to the little counter on the right (if you can’t see it, turn off your ad blocker please!), we’ve now helped 60 students.

I’d like to highlight one program. Thanks to your help “Healthy Body, Happy Me” has been fully funded. Thank you all so much.

Just about 2 weeks left and I get to shave. I can’t wait. But that also means we’re reaching the end of this fund raising effort. Please make a donation today.

So things are going well on the donation front! We’ve had two folks donate. Many thanks go out to Lee Ann (my mom!) and Chuck (my father-in-law!) for their support. It kinda makes the misery worth it. Now where are all of you other slackers who have been laughing and not paying up?! I bet you’re the same people that sneak into movie theaters and pirate music. Just like you laugh at me without paying the kids. For shame.

The kids will remember this. Remember, they are our future. If we don’t teach them well before we let them lead the way, whatever happens, it’s your fault. So think on that.

We’ve had four more days of growth here in casa de Hilliker and it’s just as sad as ever. On the plus side, I’ve gotten my hair cut. So there’s that at least. Here’s gif of the last 4 days. Yeah, I don’t see much difference between them either.

It’s also long enough now that I’m starting to get comparisons to other, famous people. Here are three examples now.

Most flattering, this-person-must-be-on-crack comparison goes to Jason for the reference to Lt. Aldo Raine.

My favorite comes from fellow mustache grower Adam Rex with Errol Flynn. Yeah, Errol’s the man. Check out Adam’s mustache adventure over at his blog!

But the most apt, the one that gets closest to the sad sad truth, the one I don’t want to admit to myself and makes me cry in the wee hours of the morning comes from Tanya with John Waters.

Keep those donations coming because I look like John Waters. Excuse me for a moment… Ignore the sobbing…

Hello All,

So we’re into day 6 of the mustache growing. There reaches a point in every facial hair endeavor when one must cross a line, when one must go from “neglecting to shave” to “actually growing a mustache.” You see, in the “neglecting to shave” phase, everything is a bit scruffy and you look like a loser who has forgotten personal hygiene. In “actually growing a mustache,” everything else is shaved and it becomes clear to everyone that you are actively participating in a willing effort with a goal. But when everything is shaved, except for some sorry fuzz on your upper lip, you look like a teenager that doesn’t have enough self-awareness to give it up because everyone is laughing.

I have crossed that line. And guess where I am.

Yes. I currently look like an unaware teenager. Look upon my peachfuzz and tremble at it’s greatness!

Six days in and that’s all I’ve got. Stop laughing and go donate. Help out some kids, won’t you?