the rev’s beard has been a much a part of this relationship as our love for each other – a total constant. wayyy back when, when it all began, the rev’s beard was at lower levels:
(since this photo was taken a few things have gone missing: the sunglasses, which finally bit the dust; that polo – i have no clue where it is; and his dignity.) just a bit of scruff, here. to my surprise and his, i encouraged him to go longer. i liked the look, i liked how it felt, i liked how into it he was (always and forever proclaiming, “look at those lines! shahhhhp!”)
so we got up to about this level, here shown at new year’s 2009:
i love this look. super hot. unfortunately/fortunately, the rev has a Very Big Deal going on tomorrow (it involves a fire station, a physical agility test, and the potential for awesomeness), and to show his seriousness and his commitment to all that the Very Big Deal entails, he has done this:
as you may be able to tell by the intensity of that glare, he’s none too pleased about losing the beard. neither am i, to be honest, but i do think a beardless rev has several plusses: it makes his bluuuuuue eyes stand out, which i adore, and shows off his lips, which i also happen to adore. also, now i can kiss those lips without aerating my face. it’ll take some getting used to – this morning i woke up and the first thing i said to him was, “your face is NUDE!” now, let’s hope it was worth it and that it kind of has to stay around, because it would mean many a good thing.