No question! NOT beard. Just about every year around this time, my handsome husband starts rubbing his chin, glassy eyed with the anticipation of dominating the world with his facial hair. Why else would an intelligent being grow one? Surely just the satisfaction of giving me rashes on my delicate skin is not enough.
Here are some beards that I do so love. Mainly because they are not on my handsome husband.

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Please, please comment. I'd hate for this to be a one-sided conversation.