I’ve battled with(与……斗争) facial hair(面部毛发) almost my entire adult life.
几乎整个成年生涯，我都在和面部毛发作斗争。
I started growing it early, turning me into a pubescent(青春期的) villain from a spaghetti western(意大利西部片). I was told by my parents not to shave it off(把它剃掉), lest(免得，以免) it grow back more furious than before. I just had to walk around high school looking like a hungover bond trader, which did nothing for my popularity.(我只好顶着宿醉债券交易员的样子在高中校园里晃荡，这对我的受欢迎程度毫无帮助。)
我很早就开始留胡子，结果把自己变成了意大利西部片里一个青春期反派。父母告诉我不要剃掉，免得它长回来时更加凶猛。我只好顶着宿醉债券交易员的样子在高中校园里晃荡，这对我的受欢迎程度毫无帮助。
Once I hit proper adulthood(真正步入成年), I grew a real beard, one that could effectively hide my chubby(胖乎乎的) infant face. Now, I shave regularly, so that passersby don’t get a gander at(瞥一眼) my prodigious(巨大的，惊人的) gray hair. Yes, my temples are whiter than the Lakers’ starting lineup(湖人队首发阵容), but a full-on(十足的，完全的) Santa beard(圣诞老人式大胡子) just exacerbates(使恶化，加剧) the problem. I am old, and getting older.
真正成年后，我留起了像样的络腮胡，那胡子能有效遮住我胖乎乎的娃娃脸。如今我定期刮胡子，免得路人瞥见我惊人的白发。没错，我两鬓的白发比湖人队首发阵容还白，但留一脸圣诞老人式的大胡子只会让问题更糟。我老了，而且越来越老。