So the other night, Dave and I went on a HOT date to see the Parks and Rec presentation of "Beauty and the Beast" in a local park. We packed a picnic in a cute little wicker basket I bought at Target that afternoon, ate Chicken Salad and Watermelon, and drank "punch" from little plastic cups. We sat on a hillside at the back of the audience and munched on our treats while we watched the field fill with more and more audience members. At the last minute, a family came and sat in the grassy space right in front of us. A mom. A daughter. And a dad with the hairiest, sweatiest back I have seen in a LONG time.

The play began. Belle sang about wanting more than this provincial life, etc, etc, etc. Shortly thereafter came Gaston's big song. You know the one where he and his little sidekick sing about how awesome Gaston is. And then came this line, "And every last inch of me's covered with HAIR!"

At that moment, mom turns to hairy-sweaty dad and they exchange this LOOK. Like they're saying, "Yeah! That's me!" and "Hey honey, look! Excessive back hair is a GOOD thing!"

Beauty and the Beast. Affirming and encouraging poor follicular choices since 1992.