I just shaved off my goatee for only the second time in 17 years (the first time was for headshots two years ago), preparing for my emcee gig on Sunday (I’m dressing as Signor Ferrari from Casablanca – oh, Sydney Greenstreet, why couldn’t you have had a goatee in the movie?). Without the hair to run interference, every breath of air is making my chin feel like it has cold water on it.
I made several stops on the Mustache Rainbow as I trimmed and cut – Fu Manchu, American Standard, and razor-cut pencil. Pics!