I want to start by saying, this picture was taken on Monday right before the death of my beard. My beard comes and goes through the year, but this one was with my for a solid 3 months and was really growing on my…I know. However, I was tired of looking like a sloppy mess, everytime I ate. I was always worried that I was walking around with snacks in my beard. All that aside, it was the eating beard with my food that finally got to me. I stood in front of the mirror with the clippers and right before I did the deed, I has to take one last selfie. So instead of going out tonight I decided to pay a tribute to the beard that was.

The Beard That Was
Day 361