Last night's shave: The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly or, The Dude Debrides
The Good:
Route 66 Bourbon Jungle (sample)
Maggard SR 24 Synthetic brush
Dickinson's Witch Hazel (Ol' Faithful)
Stirling Sandalwood AS Balm (thank the Lord)
GEM 1912 Damaskeene (to the rescue, my spirit razor)
The bad: My relationship with my Feather AC SS Japanese with a Feather Pro blade
The ugly: my face in the mirror
In today's shavette episode, our wannabe hero lays aside the comfort of his Magic and attempts again to walk with the mighty (and to-be-respected) Feather AC SS. Today is to be the day. The day the Feather roams the round hills of his face without taking its blood-tax. After conjuring a fragrantly delightful lather and setting foam to face, he moves forward with confident optimism. Wielding the Mischievous Wand gently, he carefully measures, confirms that the blade (2nd shave, mind you) is seated correctly, tests the lather for slickness, rinses his finger, then licks it again to test the wind. Noting optimal conditions, he breathes deeply, calms his hand, and let's the metal ride. All feels well, and a quick check determines that hair has been shed without the giving of blood. Emboldened (here we see the error inherent in our would-be hero), he sets forth with gentle abandon. When at last the pass has been conquered, some hair remains, but so does his skin. Thrilled with his brazen display of skill, he readies himself for the second pass, and in so doing seals his fate. Heroism quickly descends into violent anarchy. Slick glides give way to painless debriding of previously pristine skin. The error has been made. Blood has been shed, confidence shattered, man-card rent in twain. The quest has failed, the blood tax levied, the Feather laid down.
At that point, our hero (HA!), Determined not to wallow in despair at today's defeat, takes up his trusty and faithful GEM 1912 Damaskeene and rests in its comfort.
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