No, I don’t feel like doing a picture, but I finally shaved off one of many CV-19 beards.
No, I’ve worn beards in the past, you know, on purpose, but as an adult, I do the Robert Lowell thing, “Make the girls love not war,” but with the masks, it’s like once every two months or so bother to shave. Yeah, I trim occasionally.
Thank the effing saints for safety razors, because I swear to christ you can’t chop off a month’s worth of beard with some disposable razor. IIRC, that takes about three or four disposable razors or cartridges, at least, whereas this is one or maybe two double-edged blades.
It’s somewhat satisfying to see and hear chunks of hair fall off one’s face after attacking it with a double-edged platinum blade. Always into a bowl, because it really clogs up the drain.