2019-10-02, Wednesday
Fed up with people who show off luxury razors, I want to demonstrate I'm not less!
But, aside from emotional outlets, it is perfectly clear that your day would not be even remotely acceptable if you ignored the details of my shaving today. Hence, succumbing to my uncommon sense of duty, I'll tell you.
The focal point is the soap for which I am struggling in a poignant dualism: the mechanics are decidedly excellent: the usual layer of warm water induces it to a admirable yielding to the excellent bristles of a tuft two non-musical bands Manchurian badger, not as disturbing as the Candidate, but equally efficient.
This relationship (one shave stand) created a compact, moisturizing smooth lather, even though I think softer bristles like silvertip or even synthetic ones would have done great as well.
The other component of the aforementioned dualism is the fragrance, from which I dissociate myself: olfactory dissociation, not psychological.
I have already declared my lack of love for the almond scented soaps and this reminds me of Amaretto di Saronno (which the harsh commercial laws have reduced to a basic Disaronno), liqueur of inclined origins, but of a smell too sweet for my olfactory papillae.
A scent that, once lathered, disappears.
A standing ovation for the modest British razor (which I believe was the one my father used when I was a child) is of an incredible smoothness even if, compared to the one used yesterday, it is as aggressive as a T-Rex with a toothache.
Now, succumb to another of my photos, which i apologize for.
Sapone PS: Valobra Glicerolanolina
Sapone: Stirling Almond Creme
Pennello: Lab. Villefranche, The Fridge, Tigrano/Manchurian Finest 24
Rasoio: Gillette, Tech, Cromato, UK
Lametta: Gillette, 7 O’Clock, SharpEdge (Gialle)
AS: Lab Series, Razor Burn Relief Ultra
ST: Dexter Gordon, The Mellow Sound
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