Bye Bye Beardie

I grew out my beard this Christmas. I think I actually look decently alright with a beard... probably because the people around me are so nice and supportive about it.

And although I spend most of the rest of the 11 1/2 months of the year bare-faced, whenever I shave after a week or two of not, I think I look somehow different than "normal." I know it's just because I have become used to my face having hair on it, but still it gives me a bit of a shock when all of a sudden my face is NaKeD. Here is the progression of the shaving...

Prelude.

Overture.

Interlude.

Finale.

And this concludes the tragic tale of the death of my beard for another semester at BYU. I think with a mustache, I look like a British pilot from the 1800's or something. Or maybe even George Banks.

Anyway, may the beard rest in peace.