As longstanding readers will know, I take a passing interest in facial hair developments. So, when an errand took me down to fashionable Shoreditch, I was bound to enliven it with some casual pogonotrophic research.
Shoreditch is, you see, a living laboratory of hair styles. Indeed, it is internationally renowned. Most notably it was the roundabout birthplace of the Hoxton Fin, first sported by Shoreditch's eponymous Twat. This hairstyle swept the world, carried by style icons such as David Beckham (right).
So it is where you should go if you want to see the follicular future. And, friends, I've seen it first-hand - or, more properly, first-furry lip. Casually leaning against the wall of St Luke's churchyard was a young blood sporting a pair of Dali-like moustaches, waxed and curled into perfect part-circles (see below - it was closest to 'connoisseur' but even more extravagantly curled).
So what, you say? You may well have come across one of these on the phizog of a youngster having inadvertently stumbled one evening into some trendy urban hell-hole. Yes, I can well believe it. But I feel sure the personage wearing such carefully-teased lip-gear was kitted out in a similarly eccentric outfit: inspired by a WWI fighter pilot, for instance, or perhaps Dali's own cape-and-cane rigmarole.
However, the notable thing about my find was that the young fellow was otherwise ordinarily and casually dressed. Jeans, desert boots, unremarkable shirt, boring jacket: a sure sign that this formerly eccentric facial accoutrement has mainstreamed.
So calling all WAGs: you may soon find yourself hanging on the arm of a foppish, moustachioed dandy. Beware parents: your teenage male progeny will soon start looking like a spotty El Mystico. And marketers of hair products: start dusting down those long-retired pomades and nets.