No, leave it – I want to run my fingers through it!
I ADMIT it. I’ve always had a bit of a crush on Tony Blair. There was always something about the twinkle in those blue eyes. And let’s face it, he was always fit.
Maybe that’s why I wasn’t very kind about Cherie in the past. Just jealousy, I guess. And while others may be horrified by his new thick mane of grey hair tumbling almost to his shoulders, it’s enough to make me want to run my fingers through it. It gives him a bizarre air of both nonchalance and gravitas, as if to say, I don’t care about superficial things like haircuts, I’m busy bringing peace to the world.
Perhaps it appeals more to women of a certain age — I’m four years younger than Blair — but to me, his new look is damned hot.
If only more men realised how great they looked with longer hair. I’ve despaired recently encountering male friends who went wild and untamed through the pandemic only to have reverted back to nondescript office job haircuts as soon as the salons re-opened. Bumping into my dentist during the second lockdown, his hair was below shoulder length, a perfect speckled grey and very sexy.
My first appointment back with him a few weeks ago, and something inside me died at the sight of him with it all cut off. What a sin as he, like Blair, looked so much more manly with longer hair.
My own brother Cameron let his hair grow wild and curly as he approached his 60th birthday and it’s magnificent.
Oddly, even though it’s George
Clooney grey, it also makes him look more youthful.
Of course, the look won’t work on all men. Blair has great cheekbones, a commanding forehead and then there are those dazzling lapis lazuli eyes. Plus, he has no double chin.
And at 67, he’s still young enough not to have grown old man’s ears so the locks tuck neatly behind them.
My only advice now? Get those broken, yellowing teeth fixed.
With hair like that, you’d need a sexy smile to match.