Four years ago today, Xmas 2011, I shaved myself with a straight razor for the first time ever. It was a dicey, scary, scruffy, slightly bloody affair but I got the job done adequately.
Since then I've not used any other type of razor, unless you count my recent adoption of the Kamisori. Fair to say that my technique has vastly improved. In addition, my ability to shape sideburns and other stupid facial hair has gone way up. More importantly I just don't get razor rash any more, something that plagued me all my life with cartridge razors.
The money I've saved on Gillette blades I have probably spent on my slowly growing razor collection, but it has bought me much greater pleasure and satisfaction. I certainly never asked for a new Mach 3 for my birthday the way I might be angling for a strop, whetstone, or even new razor these days.
Since that Christmas day, I have become a father again, this time to a son, Leo. I hope to get him started on a straight razor earlier in his life than I discovered them.
Four years ago today, Xmas 2011, I shaved myself with a straight razor for the first time ever. It was a dicey, scary, scruffy, slightly bloody affair but I got the job done adequately.
Since then I've not used any other type of razor, unless you count my recent adoption of the Kamisori. Fair to say that my technique has vastly improved. In addition, my ability to shape sideburns and other stupid facial hair has gone way up. More importantly I just don't get razor rash any more, something that plagued me all my life with cartridge razors.
The money I've saved on Gillette blades I have probably spent on my slowly growing razor collection, but it has bought me much greater pleasure and satisfaction. I certainly never asked for a new Mach 3 for my birthday the way I might be angling for a strop, whetstone, or even new razor these days.
Since that Christmas day, I have become a father again, this time to a son, Leo. I hope to get him started on a straight razor earlier in his life than I discovered them.
Happy Christmas.