I was contemplating facial hair this weekend. I know kind of strange. My mind works in really odd ways sometimes, deal with it. I was thinking about how some people have a lot and some have next to nothing. I thought about teenage boys who get eager to grow a little on their face. Some succeed, others are a peach fuzz failure. Since going to college, each year Josh (our oldest) has participated in ‘No Shave November’. He has been quite proud that he is able to successfully grow facial hair. However, I have cringed each Thanksgiving when he comes home and I have to try to figure out how to touch-up the annual family Christmas card pic so that people don’t think he has developed hypertrichosis (the werewolf disease)! Seriously, I think he is pretty cute with his college student look (but don’t tell him–I enjoy repeatedly asking him when he is going to cut his curly red locks!)
This weekend I also contemplated FEMALE facial hair. Yes, the dark sad secret that women over 40 like to keep under wraps from the male population. I was standing in the grocery line and there was an older woman in line in front of me. The woman had a neck, that wasn’t really a neck, but instead was merely her chin stretched out to her chest...you know the look? Well below the bony protrusion of her chin, her ‘lower’ chin (aka neck) was COVERED in dark scraggly hair. I was horrified. I thought oh my how can you NOT see that in the mirror. Nope, she didn’t appear to be blind. She also appeared to be with her son...can’t HE see the crop of facial hair on her chin extension? Why doesn’t he tell her that she needs to do a little grooming and maintenance work in that area? I had a flashback to our wedding, 22 years ago. Our photographer (a nice woman) could have doubled for a billy goat she had so much hair on her chinny, chin, chin. I remember standing there during the picture-taking going, how? why? Why would a woman, a professional, be ok with having a goatee? Let’s just say that in our wedding party pictures, everyone is smiling.
My girlfriends and I have discussed this horrible sign of aging: the emergence of random facial hair. We have all made a pact to keep our tweezers readily available, together with a magnifying mirror. If one of us makes it to the rest home before the other, I vow to visit regularly and do a little maintenance for them! I know they will do the same for me.
Now, let’s not even get into a discussion of body hair....
This weekend I also contemplated FEMALE facial hair. Yes, the dark sad secret that women over 40 like to keep under wraps from the male population. I was standing in the grocery line and there was an older woman in line in front of me. The woman had a neck, that wasn’t really a neck, but instead was merely her chin stretched out to her chest...you know the look? Well below the bony protrusion of her chin, her ‘lower’ chin (aka neck) was COVERED in dark scraggly hair. I was horrified. I thought oh my how can you NOT see that in the mirror. Nope, she didn’t appear to be blind. She also appeared to be with her son...can’t HE see the crop of facial hair on her chin extension? Why doesn’t he tell her that she needs to do a little grooming and maintenance work in that area? I had a flashback to our wedding, 22 years ago. Our photographer (a nice woman) could have doubled for a billy goat she had so much hair on her chinny, chin, chin. I remember standing there during the picture-taking going, how? why? Why would a woman, a professional, be ok with having a goatee? Let’s just say that in our wedding party pictures, everyone is smiling.
My girlfriends and I have discussed this horrible sign of aging: the emergence of random facial hair. We have all made a pact to keep our tweezers readily available, together with a magnifying mirror. If one of us makes it to the rest home before the other, I vow to visit regularly and do a little maintenance for them! I know they will do the same for me.
Now, let’s not even get into a discussion of body hair....
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