Bearded. I lost a bet about two years ago and wasn't allowed to shave for two months, and got used to it; it's low-maintenance, keeps my face warm. I've experimented with using it a storage solution but it's an imperfect system:fig. A: beta stage
Please note that I do not always resemble a bog-eyed grease troll.
Over this two-month period of enforced hirsuteness, I hadn't seen my girlfriend at all.
She was finishing up her MA in Norwich, and I live in York - a distance of about a hundred miles - and
at the time was working three jobs, so neither of us really had a lot of free time. A little while after I'd grown the beard, decided to keep it and tidied it up, I finally got some annual leave cleared and went to visit her.
First thing she says to me - the actual, very first thing, before "hello" or anything - was "the beard is fucking hot
So the beard fucking stays.
It looks like this now:fig. B: Bitches betta reco'nize