If facial hair could talk, what
would it say? I believe I know the answer to what should have just
been a rhetorical question. This is not a beard chart or just a list
of facial hair types with silly names. No, this is what the beard
says about the man (or woman) on whose face it resides.
I will use Wooly Willy
as a model to provide visual representation to my arguments herein.
These views are strictly the opinions of the author and in no way
reflect the views of the bearded community as a whole. However, you
can feel free to take these views and claim them as your own. I will
not sue you.
Let’s start with the shortest
beards first, then we’ll get into the standard types, and
eventually we’ll work our way into the more intricate face garden
types.
Clean shaven face, “I am
either in sales, or I haven’t learned that I can grow a beard yet.
There is no other excuse to leave my chin bare. I am a blank canvas
that needs to be painted with fuzz. I am a patch of land just
waiting to be cultivated into a follicle farm. I am kind of cold;
can you pop your collar to block the breeze? Ah, that’s better.”
The 5 O’clock Shadow (at 5:00 pm),
“I shaved either last night or this morning. I am not sure if I
will make that terrible decision again tonight or tomorrow. I don’t
want to, but I heard that 70% of women prefer clean shaven men. I
care too much about what other people think.”
The 5 O’clock Shadow (all day,
every day), “I trim my beard 3-4 times a week, but only down to
stubble. I read an article in GQ or Esquire that said
that this was fashionable. I also care too much about what other
people think. However, I don’t much care for women.”
Full beard #1 (beyond stubble to 1”
in length), “I am not afraid to be a man, but I may be afraid
of razors. I have a job that allows some facial hair, but nothing
out of control. If that were not the case, my beard would be a force
the likes that have never been seen this side of the Mississippi.”
Full beard #2 (1” to 2” in
length), “I
could be any kind of person, but I am generally in a transitional
period in my life. I could be taking a year off from school/work to
‘find myself’ or ‘write the great American novel.’ I could
be just some dude who stopped caring about how the world views him,
and decided to cultivate a wonderful face garden to show it. I
probably won’t ever be clean shaven. That’s ludicrous!”
Full beard #3 (2” to 6” in
length), “I am either homeless or in a rock band. Offer me a
dollar. If I say “thanks” and put it in my pocket, then I am
probably in a rock band. If I dance around and thank Jesus, then I
am homeless (unless I’m in a Christian rock band, then your guess
is as good as mine).”
Full beard #4 (6”+), “I am
either a homeless person or a wizard. Either way, I will be chanting
random things. Whether that is the booze talking or not, will not
always be immediately evident. I would run away, just to be safe.”
Quasi full beard (without
beard-moustache connectors), “According to my genealogy, I am
not to be trusted. I want to be real man, but God has forsaken me.
If my beard is red, then it is probably hiding freckles, therefore I
have no soul. Point me to the nearest hallway, so that I can eat my
lunch in solitude.”
Mutton Chops, “I generally
exude awesomeness, and the people who have jobs that do not allow
them to grow mutton chops are jealous of my existence. If I also a
have a mustache connecting my chops (aka 'Friendly Mutton Chops') be
careful, I could be a time-traveling salesman. Would you like to buy
any mustache wax or hair tonic, sir?”
Slim side burns, “I have
either never seen how stupid all the tools on Beverly Hills 90210
looked in he 90’s, or I still have a poster of Luke Perry in the
room I rent from my parents in their basement. I pay my rent by
mowing the lawn, and giving foot rubs to my Nana. Someone please
kill me.”
Chin Strap (with or without a wispy moustache), “I think I have a
real beard, but I actually just have a stupid line of hair along my
jaw line. My beard is high maintenance, and low reward. Women hate
my chin strap, and I hate myself.”
Fu Manchu, “If I am Asian, I
can probably kill you in over 1,000 different ways. If I am
Caucasian and over 40 years old, I can probably quote the lyrics of
any Queen song. If I am under 40 years old, please put a
mirror in front of my face so I can see how crazy I look. From that
point, I can either embrace my lunacy or grow a different beard.
Either way, thank you citizen!”
Goatee, “I apparently didn’t
realize that beards come in men's sizes too. I am a Fisher Price
beard; a starter kit on which to build. Please provide me
with feedback as to how I can improve. I need direction, because I
started to be beard, but then decided to be ½ a beard after getting
so close. If I don’t listen to you at first, please feel free to
raise your voice or physically shake some sense into me.”
Soul Patch, “If I am not Bruce
Springsteen, Billy Bob Thornton, or Howie Mandel; then I am a
pretentious douche bag. If I exist ironically or for some other type of political or
creative purpose, tread lightly, there is a thin line between genius
and douche. I would recommend discussing this with a licensed beard
consultant before continuing on with this charade.”
Neck beard, “I am an enigma
wrapped in a mystery, surrounded by a riddle. The fact that I exist
has perplexed men and women alike. I am neither fashionable nor
functional. I am basically a dust ruffle for your face; without
accent pillows or matching drapes. I would rather just be side
burns.”
Cop Stache, “If I am not a
police officer, then I probably drive a Ford Crown Victoria or a
Dodge Charger. If I am a police officer, then you are most likely
not happy to see me. Feel free to compliment me on my moustache, but
do not attempt to stroke it. Cop or not, you don’t stroke a man’s
stache without an invite.”
Handlebar moustache, “I have
either watched too many Spaghetti Westerns, or grew up in the 70’s
as a big Rollie Fingers fan. I spend a lot of time making sure my
‘bars’ are trimmed neatly and waxed to perfection. Free
moustache rides you say? Not on this work of art! If I did offer
such a service, you couldn’t afford my rates.”
I am sure more than a few beard and
moustache types were omitted from this exercise. I would be happy to
read your addendums, corrections, and amendments as well. Please
feel free to post them as comments or email them to me directly.
Just please don’t take your facial hair decisions lightly. A good
beard is a terrible thing to waste.
The cop stache is one step down from the Tom Selleck. The Selleck is the end all of upper lip accoutrements.
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