Sometime last week I stumbled upon this tumblr full of dudes with their beards packed with fresh flowers. I started digging and discover this is a thing! Why has it taken society this long to discover such hilarious perfection?
The older I get the less willing I seem to be about hopping on bandwagons. ( I still am giving the comeback of birkenstocks the side eye) But flower beards…. make room ya’ll, we’re coming in.
My only challenge was that I had to convince my own bearded man to play along. Brent is not a huge fan of having his picture taken and I wish I could have captured the look on his face when I told him that I wanted to shove a bunch of flowers in his beard and then photograph him.
But bless him - he told me he’d give me five minutes, so off I went, scavenging our yard and my generous neighbor’s for some bright blooms. I had a irrational amount of fun doing this! I seriously giggled the entire time while he mouthed “hurry up” through clenched teeth.
Beards and flowers! Flowers and beards!