As we journey through Yellowstone and Grand Teton, I think it’s important to address another glaring issue with our road trip: facial hair.
In particular, the blond beard.
Phil, John, and I are currently attempting to grow “Road Trip Beards” as we traverse the country and I am once again faced with what many deem an impossible task: to have blond facial hair and not look like a complete clown.
This will be my second attempt at a blond beard, after an unsuccessful attempt last year. Commonalities heard throughout that first two-week facial hair affair included: “What is that on your face?” or “Seriously, you need to shave that.” While I tried my best to endure the blond man’s beard struggle, I ultimately decided to shave it off. The entire ordeal left me questioning, why? Why, if blonds supposedly have more fun do they lack the ability to rock the goat or a fumanchu? I have come up with the conclusion that a blond beard, like a yeti or Sasquatch, could be a mere myth. Can a truly blond man successfully have facial hair?
While John, Phil, and I have considered this trip a mere vacation after graduation, to me it’s also a personal journey to answer some important life questions as I enter the real world. I will continue to grow facial hair throughout the next few weeks and will keep you posted.
Oh, and convince John and Phil to keep their facial hair — especially a handlebar mustache for Bruer.
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