Since about Christmastime when Graham got laid off for the first time, eliminating his need to shave on a semi-daily basis, he’s been sporting various styles of facial hair. For the most part he’s been wearing a full beard. He said that the guys down at his next job site would take him more seriously/leave him alone/live in fear of him if he was all burly and bearded.
Last week he took the first step toward his springtime look by shaving it down to a goatee.
This past weekend he took things a step further.
May I present to you my husband, Mr. Fu Manchu.
I think this is supposed to be the scary-imposing-tradesman look he’s going for. Wouldn’t want to run into this crazy Fu Manchu on the job site.
And here’s happy-go-lucky Fu Manchu. This is the guy that loves his life, loves doing home renovations, heck, may have even just gotten laid.
And this is the guy whose Fu Manchu does all of the talking for him. It says, “How YOU doin’“?
If this post could end with an audio clip, it would feature the sound of our electric shaver being turned on.
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt.
What a good sport! My husband works outside and has grown a full beard for the second year in a row. It’s big and bushy and hideous. But since I get to work in a warm office, I try not to complain…too much!
My husband grows a goatee every winter and I love it. He’s getting ready to shave it off, so I need to find a good hiding place for his razor.
I would hire Mr. Fu Manchu number two, but number one? I would run away from him. Fast.
May I say that your husband is a good sport?
I think he looks great! I’m always nagging my husband to grow a beard/goatee. I don’t know why I think it’s so hawt.
OMG, Amy. Too funny. Snork.