So, I shaved my beard off for Eli and Heather White’s 70′s party. I left an awesomely cheesy mustache, suitable of a 70′s TV detective/porn star. While that was fine for the party, Cathy (rightfully so) had me shave that off. Now, it’s been over eight years since I’ve gone with anything less than a goatee, so I was a bit shocked at how much I’ve aged since then. I’ve found that a beard does a fair good job at hiding age jowls :/
I assumed that Cathy wanted me to grow back my beard, as she always does after I shave; however, she said she liked it, so I’ve gone beardless since. I have to say, I’ve grown accustomed to my beard and, while it makes eating things like ice cream and pizza easier (not a goal), I’ve decided to grow it back. This has led to another discovery- the Indiana Jones unshaven look is much better suited for younger men. Where before, I looked roguishly handsome; with the grayer beard, I look unquestionably homeless!