Some loot???? Some????
Upon inspection, my wife indicated that I'm close to the hair reduction, that I was getting with DE's. She said a couple of other things regarding the shave that were very positive in nature, but also somewhat private and perhaps not suitable for a gentleman's forum such as this!
Shave 16 -- 7/17
I knew that the Wade and Butcher that I had ordered might arrive in the mail, so I waited to see what the mailman brought before using my starter blade. I had a lazy day scheduled, so showered at around noon. Once done, I ran down to the mailbox to see if my new toy had showed up. I was quite dismayed that the mailman had left a card in the mailbox, rather than the razor as he required a signature. The note cheerily pointed out that I could pick it up after 8am on Monday. I'm sure you can relate that waiting two extra days sounded a touch painful; I suited up and began stalking the neighborhood for the messenger who absconded with My Precious. 10 minutes later I had my new gear, arrived back home, and skipped up the walk to the porch where my wife sat, obviously amused with my giddiness. In brutal fashion I ripped into the packaging to find the razor nestled safe in its coffin. I had my wife do the honors, and reveal the prize waiting inside. There was a moment of stunned silence as we both took in how lovely this razor is. I was having a good feeling about this.
Suddenly I was out of my chair, headed for the bathroom with a wide grin, mentally prepping myself to put blade to skin. The world outside of my man- cave had begun to melt away as I began the familiar ritual of filling my scuttle with hot water when I heard a distant but familiar voice. It was my lovely bride, and she was standing two feet behind me. "...honey, Nordstrom's is having a sale today. Would you like to come with me?" I could see where this was going... "It's best to get there early before the crowds." With a lump in my throat, I croaked: "Love of my life, I would be proud to escort you to the mall." I somberly emptied my scuttle, and we went shopping.
Shopping with my better half is always interesting. She is quite the looker, can get ready to go out as fast as I can, but the end result is always stunning. I was not stretching the truth when I said I would be proud to escort her. She was ready in a flash, dolled up in a beautiful floral pattern sun dress. It always impresses me when in a crowd with her to see an ocean of heads turning to sip in her beauty. Countless dandies making eyes, and no fewer than a dozen women giving compliments on her dress always makes for an enjoyable show. Three hours later we returned home, and unless a pack of wolverines had taken refuge in my bathroom while we were at the mall, this thing was going to happen.
On to the shave...
Ladies and germs, I have seen the light. I had the most remarkable shave on Saturday. I have been DE shaving for a while now, and am a noob to straights. Although I have had closer shaves, none have been nearly so enjoyable. The WB is a bit heftier then the Zartina blade I had been using. It muscled through my beard with all the decorum of a housewife at the aforementioned Nordstrom shoe sale. Not a BBS all over the place, but certainly as close as I have come with a straight. Solid DFS in some places, BBS in others, but something really just... felt right about my new blade. Things really seemed to come together. I think I found a new friend this weekend. I am absolutely thrilled.
One last thing about this shave. I don't think I'm imagining this, as my wife actually commented about it first, but the tiny bit of stubble left actually felt different than I am used to after shaving. Although there was a very minimal amount of stubble left- this is impossible to explain, but it felt less prickly. The next day, my beard seemed to be growing in slower than usual, perhaps due to the closer shave, but my stubble still feels a bit different even now. Tonight is shave #2 with the WB... I can't wait.
Oh, sorry about the book- most of which had nothing to do with the shave, I can get a little long winded, in case you haven't noticed!
Shave 16 -- 7/17
I knew that the Wade and Butcher that I had ordered might arrive in the mail, so I waited to see what the mailman brought before using my starter blade. I had a lazy day scheduled, so showered at around noon. Once done, I ran down to the mailbox to see if my new toy had showed up. I was quite dismayed that the mailman had left a card in the mailbox, rather than the razor as he required a signature. The note cheerily pointed out that I could pick it up after 8am on Monday. I'm sure you can relate that waiting two extra days sounded a touch painful; I suited up and began stalking the neighborhood for the messenger who absconded with My Precious. 10 minutes later I had my new gear, arrived back home, and skipped up the walk to the porch where my wife sat, obviously amused with my giddiness. In brutal fashion I ripped into the packaging to find the razor nestled safe in its coffin. I had my wife do the honors, and reveal the prize waiting inside. There was a moment of stunned silence as we both took in how lovely this razor is. I was having a good feeling about this.
Suddenly I was out of my chair, headed for the bathroom with a wide grin, mentally prepping myself to put blade to skin. The world outside of my man- cave had begun to melt away as I began the familiar ritual of filling my scuttle with hot water when I heard a distant but familiar voice. It was my lovely bride, and she was standing two feet behind me. "...honey, Nordstrom's is having a sale today. Would you like to come with me?" I could see where this was going... "It's best to get there early before the crowds." With a lump in my throat, I croaked: "Love of my life, I would be proud to escort you to the mall." I somberly emptied my scuttle, and we went shopping.
Shopping with my better half is always interesting. She is quite the looker, can get ready to go out as fast as I can, but the end result is always stunning. I was not stretching the truth when I said I would be proud to escort her. She was ready in a flash, dolled up in a beautiful floral pattern sun dress. It always impresses me when in a crowd with her to see an ocean of heads turning to sip in her beauty. Countless dandies making eyes, and no fewer than a dozen women giving compliments on her dress always makes for an enjoyable show. Three hours later we returned home, and unless a pack of wolverines had taken refuge in my bathroom while we were at the mall, this thing was going to happen.
On to the shave...
Ladies and germs, I have seen the light. I had the most remarkable shave on Saturday. I have been DE shaving for a while now, and am a noob to straights. Although I have had closer shaves, none have been nearly so enjoyable. The WB is a bit heftier then the Zartina blade I had been using. It muscled through my beard with all the decorum of a housewife at the aforementioned Nordstrom shoe sale. Not a BBS all over the place, but certainly as close as I have come with a straight. Solid DFS in some places, BBS in others, but something really just... felt right about my new blade. Things really seemed to come together. I think I found a new friend this weekend. I am absolutely thrilled.
One last thing about this shave. I don't think I'm imagining this, as my wife actually commented about it first, but the tiny bit of stubble left actually felt different than I am used to after shaving. Although there was a very minimal amount of stubble left- this is impossible to explain, but it felt less prickly. The next day, my beard seemed to be growing in slower than usual, perhaps due to the closer shave, but my stubble still feels a bit different even now. Tonight is shave #2 with the WB... I can't wait.
Oh, sorry about the book- most of which had nothing to do with the shave, I can get a little long winded, in case you haven't noticed!
Shave 16 -- 7/17
I suited up and began stalking the neighborhood for the messenger who absconded with My Precious. 10 minutes later I had my new gear, arrived back home, and skipped up the walk to the porch [/QUOTE}
You failed to mention what state you left the mailman in for abducting your Precious
Please post picture of lovely wife!
Look up and to the left- She's my avatar picture! Soon I am planning a pin-up style photo shoot with a classic shaving theme... Stay tuned, I'll post my favorites in the Barber Shop forum!
A good make-out session resulted in zero irritation to the wife's delicate face. This is a very good thing!
...compared to straight shaving, DE-shaving is like mowing the lawn: unstimulating, uneventful and actually quite boring.
As a next step in progressing toward shave perfection, might I suggest you fix yourself up with a makeshift scuttle and try shaving with hot lather, if you have not already tried that is. I made mine from a wide brimmed bowl sitting on a latte mug. It works a treat.
Glad you enjoy the shaves!
Lovely avatar BTW!
Thats AWESOME!!
Oh..and uh....congrats on your recent shaves or whatever
Did you tell her you were posting that???