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I shaved Friday morning. I'm still getting used to being clean shaven again.

I can't remember when I started with the goatee, but I do think it's been a couple years at least. I've inherited my fathers beard in colour and unfortunately in how slowly it grows. I tried during uni to grow a beard and gave up, and tried every now and then over the years. Eventually I succeeded with the goatee and kept it ever since. At the time I thought it looked better than clean shaven.

However, when I grew it I was over weight and had a fat face, so the goatee made my face look longer and not as fat. Now that I have lost the weight again, I don't need it and I think I look better without it. I actually have a fairly strong jaw line and chin.

I went out Saturday night. I think I have finally been persuaded of something that people have been trying to tell me for a while.

I actually am attractive. I'm still a little bit shocked at this.

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gomino
Nov. 21st, 2005 07:54 am (UTC)
Beards I find are always a difficult proposition. Personally, like you I seem to have inhereted my father's colouring in those terms (sort of ends up a scrappy, scraggly salt and pepper with other weird mutant mottling). I seem to remember an old adage 'Never trust a man with a beard'. Whether that's because it makes it more difficult to read lips or see subtle facial gestures I'm not sire, but it's always intrigued me.

Anyway, beards I'd say generally don't work. Some people can pull them off but there is still that unconscious 'wrongness' about it. The only saving feature I've found is that it tends to frame a weak chin and give it (otherwise lacking) depth and character. I'd have to say (with your goatee at least), probably unnecessary.

That's why I've stuck with my sideburns... Frames the face and accentautes the jaw line. But enough of my ramble...

Do we get pics of the 'new you'?
halloranelder
Nov. 21st, 2005 11:20 pm (UTC)
Beards work for some people, and there are some people I could not ever imagine without a beard (Travis for instance), however I personally prefer clean shaven.

Pictures should be coming this weekend. Myself and my brother are up visiting the parentals and I should be able to get some photo's taken while I'm up there.
omegamorningsta
Nov. 21st, 2005 09:04 am (UTC)
You're attractive??

NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!!!

hahaha, boys are silly.
halloranelder
Nov. 21st, 2005 11:21 pm (UTC)
Yes, this one especially.
ozisim
Nov. 21st, 2005 01:09 pm (UTC)
Pictures! Pictures!!
halloranelder
Nov. 21st, 2005 11:16 pm (UTC)
Hopefully this weekend.
mareth_redorb
Nov. 21st, 2005 09:55 pm (UTC)
I think I'm going to be keeping my goatee for a long time.....

One of the advantages I have is that I can grow a serviceable beard in a couple of weeks. And unless I drop back below 100kg, I doubt I'm going to have enough chin not to have a goatee :)
halloranelder
Nov. 21st, 2005 11:18 pm (UTC)
Yes, but you need the goatee for the evil overlord chin-stroking maneuver.
mareth_redorb
Dec. 8th, 2005 08:59 pm (UTC)
Yes. They are wonderful thinking aids.
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