Once shaved, always shaved? No.
I stopped shaving in November. Now I'm full-on scruffy and my blades are lonely. And rusting. Plus, I'm at the point where I have to either truly commit to a bearded mien or return to my wiry Van Dyke.
Juli, my five-year-old, has requested a return of my smooth cheeks. So… I have a feeling she'll win this one!