I think we must be weird.

My face wasn't itchy as much as it was like I had a rash then it got itchy.

It was not fun, and it was a while before I shaved it off.

It takes about a week for my beard to grow back after a shave. I also only shave about 1-2 times a week because I have problems with razor bumps.

and use GOOD shaving cream like Jack Black Supreme Cream or the like.

Keeps your skin clearer and healthier.

I don't shave on the weekends. In the winter I keep a beard. I trim it every couple of days and for some reason, it reduces the itching.

After that, not only does a beard go from "scruffy cool" to "dirty hobo" - but it also itches like hell.

Damn, that's going to make it more of a challenge.

Hard enough as it is, what with six lanes of heavy morning rush hour traffic and all.



Actually, I do shave in the car usually, saves time, but ONLY when I'm stopped, like at a long light, or when I pull in the parking lot at work.

And yes it does get itchy. One time on vacation, I decided to see how long I could go and made it to 5 days. Never again. On top of that my beard was so heavy and stiff it was like a bristle brush.

I shave daily, and only don't shave if I'm ill.

After recent DU posts, shaving faces is not the ony thing that comes to mind.

Due to some old injuries which left some scars and my jaw and chin not quite symmetrical, I've always had to wear a beard for a little camouflage. Many years ago, my then-wife suggested I shave it. When I did, her first reaction was, "PUT IT BACK ON!"

I am reduced to the choice of cutting back to a goatee and mustache for the hot weather. That's it.

I regularly shave my lower neck, under my lower lip, the hairs on the tip of my nose, and between my eyebrows (my unibrow). NEVER below the neck.

And I think I'm still quite fetching, and fuck anyone who doesn't agree.

And, btw, my local paper ran my photo twice in the past week, once on the front page (even if it was the back of my head in a group photo that time--but what the hell, they always spell my name right).

You just do your own thing, Denninmi, and don't let anyone give you any shit. If anyone suggests waxing THERE, just tell them what I do: "I'LL give you a fucking brazillion!"

He was shot through the jaw in Viet Nam, and I guess it's pretty messed up looking with scars. So he has a fairly full beard. Always has in the 30 odd years I've known him.

My injuries also were from being shot in the jaw with AK fire in Vietnam. I was hospitalized at Letterman Army Hospital in San Francisco for 18 months. Your BIL probably also did a lot of hospital time.

Tell him for me that you met a vet online who says, "Welcome Home."

I don't know any real details of where and when, just that it was in 1967.

I will tell him. Thank you for what you did for us.

I can't begin to fathom that. I'm younger, there was no draft when I came of age. Registration, but no draft. It was the 80s. And I was sure Reagan was crazy enough to start a war, and I would end up dying as cannon fodder for the glory of rich old men. I don't recall if there was college deferment then, but I guess not if I was that paranoid about it. Because I really was, that was one of my big fears as a young man. I remember the day I finally went to the post office to fill out the selective service card. I put it off as long as I could. I think it had to be within 30 days of your birthday, at any rate, it was the summer after high school and before college.

And it utterly terrified me. I still remember I almost couldn't take the damned thing out the guys hand at the post office. They had them behind the counter. You had to ask. And it took me a long time to work up the courage to get out of the car and even go in. And a long time to fill it out and hand it back in or mail or whatever, I don't remember that part, I just remember how I felt.

And it was almost all in my mind, a theoretical boogeyman. If there had been real war then, it would have been 20 minutes of fireworks and that would be all.

I can't fathom what guys of your generation endured. Or the guys and women now in Iraq, Afghanistan.

It's rough. And I sit here and whine that my cushy suburban life isn't just quite as cushy as it could be.

Because I never faced trial by fire as you did, Sir.

I switched to blades because the electric made my face itch like hell.

I'm content looking like Tommy Chong.

HOWEVER, I did find that the double-bladed "lady" razors with the aloe strip (the inexpensive ones) gave the best shave and didn't itch for a lot longer.