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Ahoy, Me Hearties! All of us bearded lads (and ladies, if there be any) sometimes have to deal with trimming our best asset – our beard. And then we moan and groan and hum and haw… because we really don’t
Ahoy, my fellow swashbucklers! Mateys, lots of important dates comin’ up in this here pirate life. We got no-shave November followed hot on its heels by the holidays. Buccaneers, swashbucklers, rum-drinkers, that means first we’ll let our beards grow and
Ahoy, Mateys! Time to shine yer cutlass and practice yer “arr’s.” Why? ‘Cause our day is comin’ up, ye bearded buccaneers and swashbucklers. “International Talk like a Pirate Day” is on the horizon. Watch out for this global holiday on
Fellow Scoundrels and Brothers in Beardnificence, Cap’n Jim here with ye a horrific quasi-true story that should serve as a cautionary tale to us all. Recently, Cap’n Tanya (me partner in Blackbeard for Men) and I attended what ye might
Ahoy, privateers! There be a famous sea shanty ye may all have heard, and it goes, “What do ye do with a drunken sailor ear-lye in the mornin’?” In the interest of science, we here at Blackbeard for Men decided
Ahoy, Mateys! As ye know, the Cap’n has many terms of endearment for his beard. “My best asset,” “my pride and joy,” “the love of my life,” and “my manly man flag” to just name a few. Hence, the Cap’n
