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Adventures of the 'stache

My husband played for a charity golf tournament this weekend.
What came along with this adventure was a ridiculous beard. He decided that for this tournament, he needed a wicked handlebar mustache. Why, do you ask? I wish I had an answer.
So, beginning with Thursday this week, he began systematically shaving down the full, bushy beard that he had been working on for weeks.
First, there was the Chester Arthur:

Then, there was the fu-manchu:


















Finally, he trimmed everything else down, and we were left with the handlebar...

Doesn't it look like a fake? Like he went to Foy's and got a costume facial hair kit? It's almost too good to be true!
The 'stache has since gone... maybe it will come and visit again one day.
Also... I'm trying to get him to send the other pictures he took of the process... of course I will post such nuggets of joy upon receipt.

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  1. sageeyesAugust 7, 2011 at 8:26 AM

    That, my dear, is an epic stache. and I am SO glad that you and the Mr. are able to have more time with each other and that you get to stay with the kidlets. <3

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