When it comes to bro fashion, one of the most crucial elements to put everything together is not a piece of clothing, it is the ability to be able to pull off having an incredible head of hair. Us bro’s do not grow old fearing death or being alone, we fear balding. The thought that one day old age could strip us of our flow will send goosebumps up our spines.
Many of us have a yearly, and sometimes longer, schedule that we stick to in order to make sure our flow always stays healthy: whether it be the 3-month trim, the devotion to a certain brand of conditioner, or the multiple empty bottles of Biotin that pile up on our dressers. Not to mention, the relationship between a bro and his hairdresser: There is only one person in the Milky Way Galaxy that I will ever allow to trim my hair, her name is Rebecca, and she is a goddess.
Another reason why us bros care so much about our hair is that a lot of us are or were at one point athletes. Many of us play club sports in college, but to quote Brantford Winstonworth (the subject of the youtube viral video ‘Ultimate Lax Bro’), “we still try really hard.” The main point is this: Having long hair run out of the back of a lacrosse or hockey helmet looks absolutely amazing, and if this can be complimented by a respectable mustache, well then you are just on another level completely. You know the saying, “look good, feel good, play good.” And who says that us bros do not have fashion sense when it comes to color coordinating? Find me a bro who loves his flow that doesn’t have at least 5 different “flow bands” to match with his outfit, and I’ll find you a guy that just doesn’t go that hard in the paint.
In the long run, us bros are always going to be givers. Every bro knows the length before he can cut his lovely locks and donate them to a better cause (10 inches of a pony tail to Locks of Love for all you bro haters out there), and we take pride in knowing that after a long run, sometimes it just has to get cut. Whether it be for work, or your parents threatening to cut off your finances, that day will sadly come. The last time I got my hair buzzed, it was like I was literally having my self-esteem be surgically removed from my system. I remember watching it float to the floor and reminiscing on all the memories we had.
So I end this post by telling all bros out there to let the flow rage to it’s longest ability. I have to run to Dunham’s right now to buy some flow bands… I’m being dead serious.
Bro Hard OU.