I want to be Santa Claus.
I absolutely love Christmas time and - as I have previously referenced - I also love growing a beard. So obviously this is something I should aspire to right?
Judge me if you must, but it has been something that I have decided to pursue as much as I appropriately can at my current age. In fact, I have made some strides and have gained some legitimate experience in the process.
I realized early on that the first step in this process would be to procure a beard of some sort. Now we all know that a Santa with a real beard is much more convincing than a fake bearded man in a red suit - so I have spent the past couple of years growing my beard out for varying amounts of time in hopes of gauging both potential fullness and length. I am happy to say that the good Lord has blessed me with the ability to grow what I consider a competitive beard (one which serves the dual purpose of making me look like Joaquin Phoenix when he went crazy). I have also experimented with various ways of coloring and have found acrylic paint to be the most effective method that does not involve permanence.
One of the first trial runs - needed to create a sample size. |
Santa makes bank homie.
Me holding the cutest little girl in the world. |
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