The time of the clean shaven hero is gone, for now. Today we're thrilled to welcome Olivia Dade (Driven to Distraction), who loves a good scruff! She's here to break down the different levels of scruff, with handy recommendations!
I can still remember the day I became a beardosexual.
Since marrying my Swedish husband, I’d become a hockey fan. Specifically, a fan of the Washington Capitals. I’d been watching their goalie, Braden Holtby, with interest, and not just because of his obvious talent. A pale redhead with floppy hair, glasses, a love for books, and a goofy smile, he’d charmed me. But he appeared so young, I couldn’t in good conscience leer at him. I liked him and rooted for him, but I didn’t ogle him.
At least, I didn’t until the day I first saw him with a beard. Oh, God, his amazing beard. It transformed him from boyishly good-looking to smoldering-hot. So hot he should have melted the ice beneath his skates and created his own little Jacuzzi in the Verizon Center.
I wanted to get into that Jacuzzi with him and discuss five-holes.
And at that moment, some sort of switch flipped in my brain. Suddenly, I was into beardos. I was into ALL the beardos. Chris Evans. Idris Elba. Jason Momoa. Godfrey Gao.
To me, every one of them looked better bearded than clean-shaven. I eyed them—and their abundant, glorious follicular prowess—with newly lustful eyes.
So when I started writing my fifth Lovestruck Librarians book, Driven to Distraction, I naturally gave my hero a lumberjack-y beard. (Also a love for amateur hockey. And red hair. And pale skin. Don’t judge me.)
But he’s not the only one on the market. In recent years, romance covers have proffered a flourishing, drool-worthy array of bearded heroes to scruff-lovers like me.
It occurred to me that some sort of scale should exist, one ranking the luxuriance of those beards. So I created one, largely in the hopes that my husband wouldn’t object when I spent hours gazing devotedly at hot bearded guys on my computer. Because, I mean, I was WORKING. Otherwise, I totally wouldn’t have been visiting those sites. Right, honey? Honey?
Here is the result of my dedicated attention and effort: The Beard-O-Meter. It definitively ranks beards on a scale from Scruffalicious to Beardgasm and includes every delicious measurement in between. Please enjoy!*