I was inside an arena during a university commencement ceremony. Since sportsball is also played here, there’s a central jumbotron, which allowed those of us in the “eagle’s nest” (the nosebleed seats, aptly named for the university’s Eagle mascot) to catch close-ups of students walking across the stage to celebrate the completion of their degrees.
More than once, the camera zoomed in on a student with a long, full red beard, not unlike one you might see in a ZZ Top concert. The first time I saw him, I thought, “That’s impressive.” Each time he appeared on screen, he’d make a “rock on!” gesture, and the crowd would cheer. I loved that this became a little routine throughout the ceremony. Then, at one point, he flipped his beard with a dramatic motion, much like someone tossing their hair over their shoulder. The applause grew even louder.
I mean, if you’ve got it, flaunt it.
— Renee Roederer
Though this is a different context, it reminded me of this moment:
Smuggling Grace 