This morning while walking into work, I noticed a man. A man with a beard. And I am in love with this man. Not in an oh-bet-he'd-be-attractive-without-his-beard kind of way but in an I-love-him kind of way. This is unprecedented. I do not like beards. I do not like men with beards. But I definitely liked this one. So I'm now being forced to reconsider my staunch position on facial hair. (That is to say, my position in regards to facial hair on men. I am still firmly against facial hair on ANY woman.)
He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man: and he that is more than a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a man, I am not for him...
So Mr. Beardy, if you're out there reading this, please find me again and we will go on a date and I will see how I feel about beards.
2 comments:
Look at how your world's expanding. Beards aren't always bad.
So do you take back all the stuff you said about KtCM and his scruff? :)
Post a Comment