||[Jun. 18th, 2007|03:02 pm]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
I went crazy this morning and shaved off my Van Dyke! I just wanted a change and wanted to see what it would look like. Now every time I catch my reflection in a mirror or storefront window, I don't even recognize myself. I haven't seen my bare chin or the space between my nose and upper lip since the early '90s!|
Right now I hate it, but it's way too soon to make any judgments yet. I need time to get used to it. I'm giving it a week. If it doesn't grow on me by then, it'll be easy enough to re-grow the Van Dyke. I've already been told it makes me look younger. "Early thirties," my friend Trisha said, and I thought, "How the hell old did I look before?"
Also, I look so much like my father it is unbelievable!