Groom Your Beard This Way to Look Its Best

Grooming your beard is the first step to looking like the man you want to be. Your not trying to look like the men who are not doing anything worth noting in life. The men who sit in the mud and let it dirty them and decide their fate. No, you are an over achiever and a dreamer. A man who wants his beard to represent the same statement. Today, is the time for you to do it with all the technologies and creams. Use the best moisturizer for beard and other beard products to make your beard look like you been trying to be successful for a long time. Strengthen the length of your beard and increase its beard development.

Always Have the Right Tools to Groom


The right set of tools can make all the difference when its time to shape up your beard. I am not talking about a comb and some hotel soap. God no and don’t even try. I mean having a grooming kit in your bathroom for your beard. There are some for sale at the stores. They come with everything you need to shape your beard for the first 3 months. Most, come with a brush, beard brush, ointment, and beard shampoo. It’s not much to start with when you shaping your beard, but it’s enough to get your beard shaped up for the coming months. Each piece is more vital than you think. The beard shampoo hydrates your beard with the right amount of water and growth minerals. Probably the best moisturizer for beard you can have. Comb evens the beard out and gives you a back up comb. The other items are back up washes and essentials you might need for beard. Altogether, get the groom kit and your all set to groom the beard.

On the contrary, if you don’t want to buy a groom kit, then I suggest you get beard supplies separately. Beauty shops and local stores have a cluster of beard grooming items that can help beard take care of itself. They got the combs, beard shampoo, ointments, beard balms, and whatever else you think you might need for your beard. When it comes to quality, your going to have to head into those beauty shops. I know you don’t want to do it and I don’t blame you. But, beauty shops have the highest quality of hair products. Your not going to get high quality hair products at a low end store. I tried it one too many times. Spend the extra money if you want beard to look better than average.

 Stay in Good Health

Health is a good way to make your beard grow longer. The healthier your body is the healthier your facial hair is. Which means, you need to eat the right food to give your body the right amount of good and bad chemicals coming in. Additionally, exercise at the park and work those legs out. Allow your body to sweat off all toxic chemicals lying in your body. There are things in your body that needs to be sweated off. I know you don’t feel like exercising. You know I don’t either. But, I still make an effort to walk on the bridge to get my body health up. Another thing you can do is eat multivitamins. There is no way in world your going to be able to consume all the vitamins you need in one week. Consume multi-vitamins for beards to get all the vitamins your body needs. Absorb vitamin A, D, and more to make beard grow longer.

 Wash Facial Hair Each day

Wash your facial hair regularly. I don’t care if its 3:00 am and you couldn’t do it this morning. Do you want your beard to look like dead animals? I suggest you wash your beard with a good moisture like beard shampoo day to day. Help your face get the right amount of vitamins and water. Without these things, your beard will be less tempting to grow and become scraggly. Back to the missing spots and wishing you would shave it off scenario. Avoid, by washing your face daily with beard shampoo.

Make the Dry Skin Under Your Beard Go Away By Moisturizing

To be completely honest, no one wants dry skin under their beard. Its a real drag. People will not notice it from afar. But, when they get really close to the face, they will be able to see everything that you don’t want them to see. They will see the flakes, red marks, and scratchy things that make you look a little like a bum. To avoid, use the best moisturizer for beard from the closest store. Getting rid of that thing is a real deal. You should take care of it you know. Learn more about this below.

Why Do I Have Dry Skin Under Beard

When you go to sleep, the face gets moisture stuck in the beard. Normally, the beard absorbs sleep moisture. Under certain circumstances such as stress, the beard tends to absorb too much moisture and it get stuck as a result. Meaning, the flakes on your beard appear that can cause irritations. You got to make sure you stay away from things that stress you out. Go for a walk sometimes. Listen to a different genre of music. Do things that give you a measure of peace to make that beard less of a flaky issue.

If you are unable to do this because of the circumstances, you can use the best moisturizer for beard or regular moisturizer to wash up under your chin. We understand you can’t get rid of stress because of the life your dealing with now. Whatever you got to deal with, you got to make the best of it and try to do better with it.

The Sun is another reason you might have dry skin under your beard. Sun rays tend to burn your face which will cause the face to become flaky. Avoid spending long times in the hot Sun to have a cleaner face naturally. Spend more time in the shade when you head outside. Hide in the shadows and avoid big open areas for hours. Do this, you should have a cleaner beard and a less itchy one.

How Do I Moisturize Dry Skin Under Beard

Washing your beard is simple. Put in some beard oil and water. That should be enough to wash your beard fully. You can use regular soap to wash your beard. But, I have to warn you about doing that. It causes you to not be able to wash the skin under the beard hair. The beard hair tends to soak up the soap and water before it hits the skin. The skin might be irritated and flaky.

Using beard oil will help your beard hair get smoother. The hair strands will get smoother and stronger. Every time you shave or trim, the hair will align with the razor. More so, when you just use the shaving cream to do it. The razor will cut through the hair with a quicker pace. Can’t go wrong with beard oil.


Story 1

Once upon a time 4 cars were driving along when suddenly they ran out of fuel. They all ran out of fuel at once, so their engines whent “Put put put put thrrrrrrrp”.

“Oh no, what will we do?” said the cars to each other. Then along came a satellite which squirted fuel into the cars, refilling their tanks. They drove on happily.

Story 2

Once upon a time 4 cars were driving along when suddenly all their tyres popped. Yes all popped. At once. (?) They also all flipped over for reasons I don’t understand. As they flipped they said “AAAAAAAAH!” in a high-pitched voice.

“Oh no, what will we do?” said the cars to each other. Then along came a satellite, which had a tractor beam on it to help flip the cars back over. WHUM WHUM WHUM went the tractor beam as it picked up the cars one by one and fixed their tires somehow. They drove on happily.

Story 3

Once upon a time 4. No wait, 5 cars (we found the blue one) were driving along when they fell into the water, probably due to gross driver error. “AAAAAARGH SPLASH!” they went as they fell down the steep cliff into the depths below.

“BLUB BBLBLBLB BLRRRR?” said the cars to each other (which is “Oh no, what will we do?” underwater). Then along came a satellite, which had a tractor beam on it. WHUM WHUM WHUM went the tractor beam, and it lifted the cars out of the water one by one and put them back on the road.

Story 4

Once upon a time 5 cars somehow had all their wheels fall off at once.

Satellite. Tractor boom.

Story 5

Once upon a time 5 cars got stuck in the mud. No wait, it was 3 kinds of mind. What? Brown and Green and Blue mud? What does that even mean? Does this happen all at the same time or is it going to be 3 stories in a row?


Right I’m pulling the plug. No I won’t use the satellite tractor beam to pull the plug.

Come on.

Get out of the bath.

Occasionally my son has particular narrative obsessions. I always feel proud of them because somehow I introduce him to them. I first introduce the plot device of the satellite with a tractor beam to him. It’s been a recurring motif in our stories in the bath for the past couple of weeks. Needles to say I am over it.

The basic pattern is:

Improvise new interesting twist to a story.
Bring joy to your child that makes you feel like you are an amazing parent.
Repeat the next day
Repeat the day after that
Repeat twice the day after the day after that
Repeat at least every 4 hours from that point on.
Repeat 2-3 times in a row.
Repeat without stopping.
Stop suddenly. Until you….
Improvise new and interesting twist to a story
Repeat the whole cycle.

The worst thing about it is that it’s happened before….

Actually the worst thing about it is that I know (for a fact) it will happen again.

The best thing about it is that I know I’m not the only one.

Imagination: The dark side.


“There’s a tapping at the window daddy!”

The ambience is not what you’d expect for that kind of a sentence from a 3 year old. We’re not alone in a dark room at night. The wind isn’t howling and there is no trace of thunder. In fact the weather is fine and calm, it’s daylight and the sun is pouring in through the back door. It is clear that there’s nothing there, but my son wants to hide. And in order to do hiding right, you have to have something to hide from. Right?

“Ahhhh! It’s a SPOOKY!!!! Quick hide daddy!”.

So we hide under a scrap of cloth that’s about the size of a gym towel. Then my son runs off to grab something more substantial and we hide under a throw. It lasts as long as it takes for him to get bored or forget what we were doing. I have no idea how long that is. Not long enough for it to get too tedious, but not so short that it escaped my notice.


A scream in the night.

Not a call. Not a declamation. Not a summons. Not a whisper. Just a scream. He is screaming. Again.

My eyes snap open, but my awareness lags a few seconds behind. I stir. I rise. I sigh as I swing my legs around and get them to the ground. I walk my way from our room to his to see what, if anything, he needs.

By the time I get there the outburst has stopped. It’s usually one or two cries out for me,  and then just a whimpering. I go to him. I sit on his bedside and place a hand on him. His head, his hand or his chest. “It’s alright Lad, daddy’s right here” I say calmly, masking my own concern that this is happening most nights at the moment. I check for the usual issues, water, discomfort or a need to go to the toilet. I get no answer. I sit a while. And return to bed.

Some nights his eyes aren’t even open. Some nights he settles. Some nights it happens again, and he ends up in bed with us, clutching on to me as I clutch him, his head resting on my armpit.

I don’t know why my son is scared sometimes. I don’t think he could tell me if I asked. It could be beyond words, it  could be beyond his words and it could be a concept from beyond his vocabulary. Nonetheless, he is scared.


Fear can be fun. I remember my first experience of abseiling, it was exhilarating. Every sense was on a higher exposure; more intense and sharper. The air tasted stronger, my eyes saw brighter colours, I could hear my heart pounding and some how even the rock I pressed my feet against felt more real. It was like the world was in HD, but not just visually – every sense was on some kind of increased resolution.

When I reached the bottom I was shaking, my feet had to re-adjust to the mundane, my senses had to recover from their heightened state and my mind continued to race. I’ve felt that feeling a few times in my life while high up on rocks, when walking out on stage or – some days – even when hitting “publish” on a blog post. I’ve written about my experience with fear before.

But, what about his fear? His brain sparking, growing and changing at a rate that makes  the grey matter between my ears look sluggish and obsolete. His imagination that is more visceral, more vivid and more intense than anything I can remember. His fear, which cannot distinguish between the real world and his own world. Which cannot differentiate between the power and paralysis. His fear which, in the dark when he is alone, clutches at him, icy fingers squeezing him tighter and tighter as he realises how small he is.

How do you deal with that? I honestly don’t know what to do.

I know what I don’t want to do.

I don’t want to dismiss it. I don’t want to tell him that he needs to “be brave” or that he’s scared over nothing. I don’t want him to feel bad for feeling fear, and I don’t want him to stifle it in my presence. I don’t want him to feel afraid of being afraid. We all feel fear sometimes.

I don’t want to feed his fear. I don’t want to make it worse or remind him of the things that make him scared. I don’t want to make the monsters bigger and bolder. I don’t want to stop playing monsters with him. I don’t want him to forget those times fear gets the heart pumping and that makes the hairs stand on end. I don’t want the fear to go away. I don’t want it to cripple him. I don’t want to ignore it, think it’s a phase and find out too late that there is an issue – much as I’m sure there isn’t at this stage. I don’t want him to lose that wonderful bubbling cauldron of imagination in his head. Sure he’d be less frightened, but he’d also be less in so many other ways. I don’t want to try to explain everything away.

What I do want to do is be there. Hold him, cuddle him, whisper to him that it’s okay. It’s okay to be scared, it’s okay to need mummy or daddy just because you’re scared. I want him to feel that everything will be alright. I want him to know we are there.

I want to know that’s enough.

But you can’t have everything.