The Dare

In 1987, Halifax used to have a big party on Argyle Street on Hallowe’en. That was the year I moved from Moncton to go to university. A few of my friends came to Halifax from Moncton for the party; we got seriously shitfaced. I went out as the Devil, drawing in a beard and moustache with some makeup pencil one of my friends had. I had cute horns and a red tail we sewed onto my pants. And every time I would see another guy posing as a devil, I would go up to him, point my finger at him and declare, “YOU …are an IMPOSTOR!”

At that point of my life, I had never given any thought to sporting a moustache or beard for real. I had assumed it wouldn’t come in full enough on the then 22-year-old Maurice. But I had liked the look of the makeup beard, so I thought I’d give it a try. And by November 11, I went for a quick trip to Moncton, sporting a very full beard. Moustaches, beards and goatees weren’t as “in” back then as they are now, which is part of the reason why I decided to keep it.

The only time I ever shaved it off was spring of ’93, and I let it grow back right away. In the spring of 2000, I decided to try a goatee instead of a full beard, as I’m one of those guys whose hair turned silver in his 30s and my beard was more silver than dark. I returned to the full beard that fall — regrettably I had it when we celebrated my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary in March ’01 — but I returned to the goatee a few months later and never returned to the beard.

In the context of making changes, I’ve been toying with the idea of shaving everything off for the first time since ’93 — 12 full years ago! But before going ahead and doing something totally silly, I thought I’d ask BeeGoddessM‘s advice. And she was quick and categorical: “Yes! Do it! Do it! Do it!”

I don’t know why I’m making such a big deal out of this. As BeeGoddessM said, “It’s only hair!” and, if I don’t like it, I can have it all back in about 3 weeks. Now’s the time to do it, though — before the summer sun…

Well… I think I might do it. It’s just that, after 18 years, I can’t picture myself without facial hair. I think I have reasons to want to cover up… 😉

Okay… Click if you dare

{8} Thoughts on “The Dare

  1. Sweet? I think he’s looking a little cheeky … there’s a little smirk in that smile of yours Maurice that shows a little side of the Devil 😉

  2. Nice new do! Oh, and I love the new blog look, too. Spring is clearly makeover time chez Maurice. You’re your very own queer eye. Woo hoo.

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