Believe it or not, I actually participate in a few activities that don't involve toddlers. I know, it's a shocker. So, what do we do on a night out with the girls? Maybe we sneak down to Brooklyn, hit up a bar, and scope out some bearded cuties. Don't judge. Leslie's face says it all:
It was magical.
Beardfest 2011
bearded music
bearded wares
even bearded women
I want to be this cool. I wish I wish I wish.
Of course the highlight of the evening is the beard and mustache competition.
I had no idea facial hair could compete in so many categories.
A few of the favorites for your viewing pleasure.
To the man above: your beard is NOT the first the I notice.
To the man below: I think my husband is the only man in the WORLD cuter than you.
There were a few heartbreaking face-offs. But in the end, a victor emerged.
That, my friends, is the face of triumph.
Here are the faces of my best bearded friends forever. BBFF.
Erin channels her inner seductress.
Anna channels her inner french man.
Leslie channels her inner
Wario.
Oh yes, thanks to
Leslie's blog you can also enjoy this photo of yours truly
channeling her inner
creep.
Beardfest 2011 - it's a lot like the Miss America pageant, minus the talent and swimsuits.