The last time I grew out my facial hair was when I went backpacking at Mount Whitney. And that was only a week. Behold!
This is closer to a month. Maybe three weeks. I don’t really remember. It’s a little sparse yet and Jules doesn’t particularly like it, but it’s a growing experience that every man should have.
Nooooooo! T_T I suggest a chia pet instead to fulfill your rugged outdoor fantasies. Yeah?
Nice! Yes, for some reason Emma doesn’t care for my occasional scratchy beards either. I’m one of those 2 o’clock shadow types, so this winter I’m contemplating going for the Zach Galifianakis beard.
I don’t trust people with moustaches. And that includes santa claus.