Beauty and the Beard

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Today is my last day of beardhood. At least , for two weeks.

I know, no big deal, right? And yet, the last time I shaved my beard, Ashes was five years old. That was 16 years ago!

At that time, she did NOT like what she saw. She ran into the kitchen, placed a large pot over her head , and announced she would not be taking it off her head until I grew my beard back. Will the same thing happen tomorrow?

It shouldn't such a huge step. And yet, there's just something about having a beard to rely upon. Maybe it's like having a mask to hide behind, I don't know. What will it be like tomorrow, to have to face the mirror? Pick up the scissors? Start making cuts and trims? Expose my naked face for all the world to see? Good Lord, why am I taking such a momentous step?

It's for the musical I'm in, of course, 1776. The gents in Colonial times didn't sport dashing beards. So, for the next few weeks, I must remove the facial hair and take up the wig. Transference of hair, I guess. Why couldn't I have done a show set in the 1800s?

Anyway, it's going to be an interesting experience. Having fun with the role. Here's a video from the other night at rehearsal. The sound guy messed up the music for the reprise (and I got thrown off, as a result), but other than that, it makes me laugh to watch it.

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