Rise, my pretties...
So we have reached the 24 hour mark, and I must say... I'm actually not disappointed. I am under no illusions about my ability to swiftly generate the lush, uniform jaw-mane of a Mr. Van Verth, for example, and the fact that I have both visually and palpably appreciable grainage at the Day 1 mark is reassuring.
Then again, I've been prostrate most of the weekend battling a non-swine flu illness, so my body has had plenty of extra time to devote to follicular pursuits. That, and the one-hour daylight savings buffer was a generous gift from the world at large to the cause.
Gentlemen, tomorrow we enter the work-week, and then it's really on.
Sensation: still disturbingly tingled by breezes
Palpation: fine-grain, especially under the jaw, with maxillary smoothness
Personal satisfaction rating: 4 (on a scale of 5 Norsemen)
Feedback:
I've only bumped into you at parties at the Mur, and it's odd for me to see you with no beard. Great description! Must ask: will you always have turned down mouth in photos??
@Laura - As I will undoubtedly reference at some point during this effort, it is difficult for me to take a "normal" picture, because I cannot bring myself to. That said, there are other options than a merely downturned mouth, so I expect you'll see some variation over the coming days.
And here, I was going for "thoughtful"... ;)
I have to admit, your shiny chin wasn't nearly as shocking has I had originally hoped. Perhaps if one of your future expressions is "shocking" that might help. :)
@Natalie - I'll have to put that in the que. ;)