Hana is Heaven part 2 - stachefest 2009

Rob and Alex had the "brilliant" idea to have a mustache growing contest while in Maui. Let it be known that I was so incredibly opposed to this idea, however, like bad Indian food bringing on a tsunami of indigestion, this too was inevitable.

Rob started out just shy of a full beard and grew out that hairy beast for weeks before our trip - a whole family of squirrels could have been living in his beard for all we know. Here he is at the start of our trip, the bearded wonder ready to drive to Hana. If we had gotten in a car accident, his beard would have fully worked as an airbag for his face.Slowly, over the week, his face evolved.
Rob called this the "pork chop". I personally think he looks like a serial killer. Or a racist scary dude.


A few days later, here was the "trimmed down" version of the pork chop. The Skinny Pork Chop, perhaps?
Then, *cue dramatic music here*, the Stachie arrived. Is it me, or does he look like a red headed Tom Selleck here?

I'm sorry, but only Tom Selleck can rock that look. I HATE stachies. Hate 'em. What's that saying? Guns don't kill people, only people with mustaches kill people? 'nuf said.

I think I look kinda scared here.
However much chafe this brought my mug whenever we smooched, it sure did make the guys happy. Al even decided to participate and went full stachie with Alex and Rob - the picture of the 3 of them slays me - hysterical!
Finally, victory day! All facial hair was gone! I was so darn happy - I don't think Rob has ever been smooched that much in one sitting. So nice to have my sweet hubby's face back in all it's glory.