There are times I like the feel of being clean shaven.
I can feel the tremors on this side of my computer, not to worry…the beard isn’t going away.
If I don’t shave in some capacity I would have a uni-beard…LOL
As you can see in the picture above I do prefer to shave old school, with a brush and safety razor of my own making.
Since I came into my own in my mid-teens I have always been a hairy gent.
It was tough for quite a long time as when girls saw just how furry I am they didn’t want anything to do with me much less touch me.
For quite a few years it made me extremely self conscious in regards to my body hair.
In my mid-twenties I had a girlfriend convince me to let her shave my chest.
It was the most miserable feeling, especially when it started growing back in.
After that for many years I did my best to hide my hairy self.
It wasn’t until my early forties that I pretty much was able to not give a
fuck care what anyone thought about it.
Nowadays I pretty much own my furriness.
There are times I do enjoy the feeling of being clean shaven.
Lots of other folks are participating in the February Photo Fest, click the Lips below to see who else is in on the fun.