What happens to every man who can’t grow a beard
Our lives are not easy
There they are with their beards. Out in the sunshine with their fixie bikes and their beanies and their flannel shirts and their girlfriends. And their beards. But what happens when you’re a man and you’re facial hair-less?
No one teaches you how to shave
Dad never had to bother. Thanks Dad.
Cold, everything is so cold
And by everything I mean your chin and your neck and your face generally. Those are the cold areas. If only these areas weren’t so lonely, so hairless. If only there was something that could cover these areas with a warm, luxuriant, photogenic coating, something like a….fuck it, you can’t grow one of them.
You go through the life isn’t fair period and no one really likes you anymore
You can’t grow a beard and it hangs over your life like a massive banner with the words YOU CAN’T GROW A BEARD LOL written on it. The first cause of every problem you’ve ever had becomes not being able to grow a beard. Your bearded friends can tell. They’re discussing the plight of Syrian refugees or the blood on the streets of Paris and you say, well, they have it bad but, I mean, most of them can probably grow beards. Everyone is silent for a while.
People you’d never expect to grow a beard turn into fucking Moses
Chris Whealson was the weediest guy in school. You used to laugh at him in the changing rooms before PE. Then you went off to university, then you got a proper job. One day, like a vision, you’re having lunch at Boxpark and you see someone, someone who looks a lot like Chris Whealson. Except he’s wearing a beanie, and a flannel shirt and a size 14 pair of Timberlands and one other crucial, unforgettable detail: he has a beard. You still don’t. Chris Whealson does.
You are literally mistaken for a literal girl
I once had a fifteen minute conversation with a pensioner at a bus stop in Kilburn, mostly about her grandkids (Jack had finally got his grade four on the recorder), when she turned around and said to me, “you have very short hair for a girl.” Would she have said that if I had a beard?
No, no she would not.
A Facebook app that tells you which celebrity you look like says you look like Sean Penn’s ex-wife
It’s been really positive for me to discover how much I look like Robin Wright. She’s a handsome woman. Also: a similar app said I look like Ginny Weasley. Another good day.
You reach the age when you could really do with a beard to hide what your face is turning into
Someone said once said that a man always ends up with the face he deserves. I’m 22 and when I look in the mirror I wonder what I’ve done to deserve this. I look at the ashy pallor of the skin, the rosy blooms on my cheeks, the Gandalf sleeve bags under my eyes, the yellowing fangs, and the soon to be double chin and I think all I need is a beard. Then I look at all the other beardless SOBs and think all they need is a beard.
Enough is enough you think, it’s time to grow a beard
Three weeks later and you never want to hear the word “whiskers” ever again.
You get ID’d
Then you get ID’d again
Nah, it’s cool when this happens when you’re on a date.
Another barman with a beard ID’s you
Fuck you man.
You realise everyone has a beard
Ryan Gosling, Henry Cavill, Christian Bale, Leonardo DiCaprio, Jake Gyllenhaal, Jamie Foxx, Jeremy Fucking Paxman, Hugh Jackman, Matthew McConaughey, Chris Evans, Xabi Alonso, Ben Affleck, Dan Bilzerian, Tom Hardy and James Franco all get beards and you see their tasteful, perfectly manicured facial hair on billboards and television screens, in newspapers, pretty much everywhere you look.
And then shrimpy little baby man Harry Styles grows one and you really start to question if there is any point to life at all.
You get to a point where you can grow a fine coating of bristles all over your chin
It’s a beard you think, it’s a real life beard. And then your mates see it, and the people at work see it, and your dad sees it and they let you know, in a manner that could not be described as subtle, that no, you do not have a beard.
Movember. Fucking Movember
This is basically 9/11 for guys who can’t grow facial hair. Except it lasts for an entire month, where at least with 9/11 it was over in a few hours, right? And at least with 9/11 it doesn’t come back every year. Movember – oh boy – does it come back.
You decide you don’t want a beard anyway
Then you think about who had beards. Shakespeare: Beard. All the Renaissance artists and Greek philosophers: Beards. Leo in The Revenant: Beard. And yeah, God had a beard as well. It’s the great and the good men who have beards. What do you have? Your shortcomings, you have your numerous shortcomings. And you don’t have a beard either.