As it happened, we got our kids haircuts at the beginning of the year. The place we go to has a punch card for adults and my was full, so I got my hair cut too. But that day (January 4th I do believe) kicked off an experiment. I decided to grow a beard.
I've always had Weird Beard.. In my 20s, if I shaved on Monday, I would not get 5 o’clock shadow until about noon on Thursday. Later in my 30s, the stubble showed up sooner, but it was still like nothing, nothing, nothing, then boom: 5 o’clock shadow that looked like I hadn’t shaved in a week.
I never minded because I’m not a beard, mustache, or goatee person. And while the stubble grows faster as I have accumulated more spins around the sun, it still took probably longer than one would expect. it was a good two weeks before anyone really noticed. It was a good month and a half before the pepper was more noticeable than the salt in the salt and pepper beard.
Most people, including Nightingale liked it. In fact a lot of people who said they liked it also asked if Nightingale liked it. There is one Friend-From-High-School who was against it but this is more about a relatively recent spat we've had on the Book of Faces and her opinion has no currency.
I personally didn't really like it. it's itchy, scratch and I have to trim it to keep from looking like a cooter. I was only gonna keep the beard until middle of February but I extended it to the middle of March. I trimmed most of it off this week and will eventually get around to being clean shaven again, probably when Spring officially starts.
I might do Winter Beard next year but maybe not.
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