I'm not a huge fan of the goatee. I feel it's now a bit of a nineties cliche, though at one point it was a fifties, beatnick cliche, wasn't it? Whatever the case, I now see goatees as the nineties version of padded shoulders (1980's) or bellbottoms (1970's). I decided to "grow" one a few weeks ago, just for the hell of it. For me, growing a goatee means growing a beard, and then shaving around it. I'm not sure if there are some who can grow such things naturally, but I guess it's possible. I just wanted to point out that I'm not among them. Twelve years ago, I couldn't grow a handlebar mustache. I wanted one 'cuz Jimi Hendrix used to have one. The hair on my face grows in slightly differently than it used to, though not as smoothly as the picture may suggest. A few years ago I did the handlebar mustache thing and told people it was my big gay mustasche. I'm not gay, by the way. Figured I'd point that out, too, though there's nothing wrong with that...
So I have the goatee, and in a couple of weeks I'll shave it off just before my 40th birthday and I'll return to my pattern of alternating between beardlessness and, uh... beardness, I guess.
Labels: fun, These pictures will come back to haunt me one day
# posted by Edshugeo The GodMoor : 10:38 PM
