Brent’s facial hair: Going, Going, Gone.

Brent tends to grow one or two beards a year spurred, I think, by equal amounts of disdain for shaving and the bit of notoriety he receives from other men. It’s a strange thing the way men are so unabashed in their compliments towards other men’s facial hair - it’s like there is this whole underground beard culture!

I’ve never once heard Brent compliment another man (especially a stranger) on his haircut or shoes - but let a dude with a massive beard walk by and he won’t think twice about saying “Nice beard, bro!”. He hears the same thing all of the time too - from friends and strangers, What is it with men’s fascination with facial hair?

Eventually the beard thrills wear thin and Brent shaves it all off but not before exploring other possible facial hair options with his clippers. I didn’t snap a photo of him sporting the fu manchu because the creep factor was so high I could barely look at him. (Meanwhile, he enjoyed taunting me by massaging my shoulders and saying “Look at the man you married. I’m so happy you’re having my babies, little lady” while I hid my face in my hands and yelled “Fix it!!”)

Once he shaved it all off, he came out and said “Well, I guess the other moms at the grocery store will start smiling at Everly and I again now!” Apparently for every man who comments on the awesomeness of the beard, there is a woman out there averting her eyes and wondering if my husband is the next unibomber! hee hee.

Welcome back baby faced Brent, welcome back.

Love,

M