I have a full beard. It is red with flecks of silver here and there. The beard has been fantastic for the past 10 months but, as we all know, the only constant in life is change.
The time has arrived to shave the beard. This action could be completed simply and cleanly, done to reveal a fresh-faced, shaven Matt. But where's the ceremony, the bombast in that? This beard deserves a send-off worthy of kings, vikings, leprechauns and David Bowie when his time comes. You may be asking, what end could possibly be as epic as this? What IS the beard equivalent of having your ashes shot from a cannon into the sun? I have your answer.
My beard will be shaved...
...wait for it...
...keep waiting...
IN STAGES.
That's right. Instead of shaving the entire beard in one fell swoop, I will celebrate its life by trying new and different facial hair over the course of a month. There will be 4 styles of facial hair, that will be worn for 1 week each. They will be decided by a committee of drunken fools one night at my apartment in Cambridge after my triumphant return from Costa Rica and Denver. That very night, the first style will be shaved into my facial hair...and eternity.
There will be daily pictures, artists' renderings of potential styles and reactions to each new bout of facial hair. First, though, the schedule of styles will be posted here. Will we see the Fu Manchu? Huge chops? A soul patch or moustache of some sort? Stay tuned to find out.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
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