Haircuts & Happenings

Catching You Up

Until you’ve lost all your hair, facial and other, you can’t possibly appreciate what it feels like to watch it all grow back. That’s what I’m experiencing right now, and it’s nothing short of magical. For the first time in my life, I am happy with the beard that I’ve managed to construct and manicure on this face of mine. There’s still a decent amount of pepper to go along with the salt, which is quite an accomplishment for a man in his fifties. I’m maintaining and controlling it with the help of beard oil and feedback from my bearded friends. When I look at the photo on my driver’s license, taken a week after chemotherapy, I am taken aback by the stark contrast. I had no eyebrows, eyelashes, or facial hair anywhere. I look like a combination of my dad and an alien freak.