Spring Realizations

Thumbnail: Sparse beard

I’m a thinker, not a writer, a crit­ic, not an artist, and I can­not, for the life of me, grow a beard.


  1. Hahaha, that’s insane…not only are my hairs short­er, they don’t even grow on the sides, save for one here and there.

  2. Heh heh heh. :)

    That’s “48-hr shad­ow” for my husband–no kid­ding. He’s a bit of a freak. He can grow a full beard in less than two weeks.

    And by “full beard” I mean Bushman Jack! :D

    Look at the brightside–at least you save mon­ey on razors!

  3. I’ve always been rather envi­ous of those with such an abil­i­ty. It’s an easy way to change a look; an option I don’t have. The strange thing is that my dad had stub­ble all over, but he could­n’t grow a beard. He would def­i­nite­ly have a five o’clock shad­ow though, where­as I only get a three-day shad­ow.

    And you’re total­ly right about sav­ing mon­ey on razors. Having baby hair on my face means I only change mine about every six months. I know some­one who spends a for­tune on new blades cause he has to change them every week.

  4. awww, my lit­tle bush-man!

  5. Very fun­ny. You know the ladies love my patch­es.

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