I’ve seen mullets from Sydney to Versailles, and have come to cherish these sightings. Be it a working class bloke or a rogue lass rocking a femullet, I respect the quiet dignity of their business up front while I celebrate the aplomb and panache of their party in the back.
So, rather than mock those who rock the mullet, why not celebrate them? Keep your eyes peeled and remain ever vigilant, fair travelers. Mullets in the wild should be worshiped and documented.
Have you spotted a mullet during your travels? Please share your finds with me.
[...] Mike Barish wants to know if you’ve seen people rocking mullets while traveling the world. [...]