I was riding around with J this afternoon and I said to her, “I want my hair cut and beard trimmed now. I need a new beard trimmer and I’m calling the barber shop as soon as we get home.”
And we did just that. We bought a new trimmer. I scheduled a haircut just prior to the shop closing. Beard trimmers come in several varieties. I bought a Norelco/Phillips. Looks like it will last a while.
I got The Cut. I came home, started trimming the beard using scissors first, then the power trimmer. I then showered, washed my hair and beard. I shaved my neck, defined where the beard was growing, then trimmed it down to one or two steps above stubble.
I remember the Bible story of Samson. He was a Nazirite who did not shave his beard or cut his hair as acts of piety. The movie Samson & Delilah with Victor Mature and Hedy Lamarr was a great influence on my developing sexual tastes. I can remember having the hots for Hedy LaMarr before I fully understood what “having the hots” meant.
She still does it for me.
Dispatches From Dystopia 
Looks neater…I never was fond of longish beards. My 1st husband’s looked much better (and smelled better) when kept short like in your after picture.
Oh yeah. I was just evaluating the longer look. It was miserable
nicely done.
i too would have cut by hair for Heddy. Although , there was a Mistress i served for a few months who wanted me o cut my long hair. That’s why we parted ways. i had no other hair on my body. But Heddy what a lovely person she was in 30 films in 28 years.
She was something else.