February 2012
1 post
Rough.
These days scruff is all the rage. I wish I could grow a real beard that I could be cool like all the real men in the world, but alas, a neard is all I can manage (that’s a neck beard for those not hip to the lingo). Most of the people that I spend time with are pros at appearing disheveled and disorganized while still actually being well put together. I tend to fall somewhere in the middle...