Is it grey or gray? Hell if I know!!! All I know, is that once I hit 40 it started to become an issue for me. I’ve never been the kind of person that has used the phrase, “It happened over night”. Probably because I never quite experienced much of anything that drastic. Don’t get me wrong, when my daughter was born and I held this little person that I was going to be raising and looking after for the rest of my life (for lack of a better catchphrase), it changed my whole latitude.
Going gray has been rough on me. One gray hair turned into ten, ten turned into 100. My whole appearance changed in 6 months. I’ve always had some semblance of facial hair – goatee, chintee, beard, Fu Manchu. I’ve had them all. We French tend to have weak chins and I was always a little self conscience about it. So the facial hair helped me mask my imperfection and just like that, it turned on me. I went from looking 5 years younger, to looking like Kenny Rogers’ after a 3 day bender of his “World Famous” chicken. I literally aged … over night.
My wife says it’s sexy, my kid says I look an “old man”, and I’m on the fence. Growing old is hard for anybody, guys especially. We’re much more vain than we like to let on. Men are supposed to get better looking/distinguished with age. Let’s be honest, Brad Pitt looks great, Johnny Depp is holding it down, but at what point do we turn into Val Kilmer? My good buddy Val (‘Cause we’re tight like that) went from distinguished to looking like a leather tote bag with eyes. I certainly don’t want to be “That Guy”.
So I’ve decided to buy a bottle of Just For Men and see if I can turn back time (Somebody cue Cher…I need some outro music). I am going to leave it up to my readers… I’m including a before and after picture, you tell me what you think. If you’re down with the gray, I’ll never dye it again. If you’re not, I’ll go ahead and invest in some facial hair dye and you’ll all be held accountable for keeping my secret. Let’s do this!!!
