Day Seven: One week in, I look bad ass in leatha.

Today is the end of the first week. My beard (or what is just barely passing for one) is itchy, but past the point of looking like I haven't shaved. It's the stubble Wolverine has on a normal day.




Fuck yeah.

So, in celebration of my momentarily awesome stubble beard, last night I got a leatha jacket. Brown, short collar. Wolverine. I should have pulled my hair up into two greased up tidal waves this morning and completed the look.

It's sunday, I'll let the begging rest for the moment, but if you choose to donate to one of the worlds most effective human rights organizations in the world, you know what to do...