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Hi, I’m Rosa Heyman, and I live with a mustache now. The man behind the mustache used to be my fiancé, but now all I can see is the caterpillar above his upper lip. With just two weeks of social isolation under his belt, Josh, as he was formerly known, triumphantly walked out of the bathroom to show off his new ’stache. I was uncomfortable but not surprised—I had already started experimenting with retinol, dabbled at an embroidery kit, and been aggressively lighting candles. Josh’s ’stache? It w…
over 4 years ago