Let’s face it, men have come a long way from the dishevelled, hairy, ball-crunching short-shorts-wearing hipsters of the seventies. Back then it wasn’t camel toe, so much as the entire hoof. But now here they are exfoliated, moisturised, mani-pedi hunks of masculinity. Some are even thoughtful enough to participate in ‘manscaping’ so that we don’t have to look at genitals so overrun by public hair that a man has no hope of finding that snake in his garden. And god bless the man who goes the extra mile and ‘penazzles’ himself.