Ok, I don't know if this is really a guilty pleasure. Maybe a weird fetish? Whatever. You guys already know that redheaded men with face scruff make me weak in the knees. It's just not something I admit to polite society. Or the redheaded men I know. Because that would be awkward...but I would totally hide their razors if I could.
Let's just take a moment to appreciate them in all their glory:
Ogling gingers with beards is one of life's lovely little secret pleasures.