Facial Hair Adventures.

Since the 5th grade, I have suffered from a debilitating case of facial hair.

I know what you are going to say: "But, Wendy - you're a cactus! That's not facial hair. It's just your spikes."

And I say: Bullshit. It's facial hair. And I hate it with a passion.

Every few years, I try shaving. This experiment never ends well, but today, I felt hopeful. I applied a liberal amount of shaving cream (I used the formula for dry skin, duh):

Action shot!

As I suffocate on the shaving cream, I can feel my beautiful, smooth face being revealed. At last - no more facial hair!

$%&*#@#!!!! I can't stand it. My facial hair is just too resilient. To add insult to injury, I'll probably have a rash tomorrow night.