Tomorrow commences No Shave November!!
I was watching the new season of Whisker Wars on IFC this past summer/fall.
I've come to the sad conclusion that being a girl means that I can't brush my beard with a special beard comb.
Being a girl also means that I will never have that one time of day when I stroke my furry chin and pretend I'm intellectual and mysterious.
Nope, NOTHIN'. Not even a basket weave....
...or a scenic representation of a farm...
...or even little ringlets to match the shape of my glasses. ZIP. ZILCH. NADA.
I guess having a beard would make me very vain and force me to compete in Whisker competitions to win a wooden slab that says, "I'm a really hairy person."
Plus, can we discuss how much money I would spend on hair (beard) products?
But then again, something completely out of my control strikes again. Asian people can't grow hair for shit, and I'd be looking like my dad Confucius:
ROUGH
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