I was recently inspired by Kyle to make a change in my personal grooming choices. Kyle, of course, led by example.
I decided the best way to honour his beauty was through mimicry. The Russmore Family grooming team assembled in Toronto near the scene of a large fire likely caused by a man who runs a chainsaw on his roof at 7 each morning. This is where my adventure began.
And then the trimming begins.
The Russmore Family offered real time feedback.
First stage complete. I went without the goatee because I have boundaries. Obvs.
Then came the hair cutting. It was delicate work requiring an artists eye and a critics rigour.
After the cut was complete, a straightening was on the agenda.
And finally an accent to finish it off and distinguish me.
Big thanks to The Russmore Family grooming team: Scott, Natalie, Ali, and Asher.
Eat Logical Sentences 
HOLY EFF! Of course you would do something like that. Shit, I admire you.
This is win. The grammatically incorrect use of the word win. Well done my friend. You rock my socks.
Jesus: when I first read it I thought it said the RUSHMORE family, as in “Mount…”. And I thought – how appropriate. Lots of beer etc in evidence, I see. But just for the record and seriously? I have never met you. I don’t know you. I’ve never cooked a meal for you, poured a drink for you, eaten your barbecued salmon, fished with you. You get the picture.