As of this moment there are three days left of the face fuzz vote. As of this moments there are three votes regarding the face fuzz. All the votes go to beard power, but two of the comments are strictly pro baby smooth.
One of those votes are mine on behalf of Michael Arsenault, who has a lovely blog right here, and one is from a friend of mine.
I read the few comments I get, but in the end what will determine the amount of caterpillar on my lip and chin is the poll right there on the top right corner.
All opinions matter, and will be regarded, IF you vote.
Some times when the wind blows just right and my eyes open in a peculiar way, my brain starts ticking.
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lørdag 11. juni 2011
torsdag 9. juni 2011
Exploring the stubble
I was shaving earlier today, when I engineered an ingenious plan for a blog project that would span over a month.
The thing is: I'm twenty years old, and have about five black hairs on my chin, which is probably average and rather displeasing. The problem isn't really facial hair growth, as my fuzz is strong enough to make a woman itch, but rather colour. It is all oh so very light and non-manly. So, bravely sacrificing my beautiful face, I want to let my chin warmer grow free. With any luck it will take flight and I will become a dashing Robin Hood waving my chestnut whiskers in the wind.
Being a considerate and strikingly handsome guy I decided it would be nice to put this to a vote and let the people who don't care about, or even know, me dictate my face. There should be a poll around here somewhere. If you can find it and possess the skills to operate a computer mouse I want YOU to vote. Shall the razor rest for a month? The results will be posted and I will obey your wish on the 15th of June.
The thing is: I'm twenty years old, and have about five black hairs on my chin, which is probably average and rather displeasing. The problem isn't really facial hair growth, as my fuzz is strong enough to make a woman itch, but rather colour. It is all oh so very light and non-manly. So, bravely sacrificing my beautiful face, I want to let my chin warmer grow free. With any luck it will take flight and I will become a dashing Robin Hood waving my chestnut whiskers in the wind.
If princess Loretta can have a beard I should have no problem. |
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He's angry because you haven't voted yet. |
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