I bought a bottle of vintage Old Spice cologne on eBay and it came with a can of Old Spice shaving cream. From Shulton.
You can see my dilemma, can't you? Sure, it's a vile can of goo. Sure, using it betrays all of the effort that I've put into mastering my lathering technique. Sure, it flies in the face of my sense of the importance of a relaxing shave in the morning.
But it's Shulton. Don't you see? There are drops, tiny drops, of the original fragrance inside that can.
I woke up early yesterday. Early enough to take my time and work up a good lather. I could have even picked up a puck of vintage Shulton Old Spice soap. But I didn't. I grabbed that can of foam and blasted out a huge, rich gob of it. One pass, then more cream. And that's how it went. Before I knew it, the deed was done.
But I'm not ashamed! No, not me. Not at all. It was wonderful!
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Oh God, what have I done?
You can see my dilemma, can't you? Sure, it's a vile can of goo. Sure, using it betrays all of the effort that I've put into mastering my lathering technique. Sure, it flies in the face of my sense of the importance of a relaxing shave in the morning.
But it's Shulton. Don't you see? There are drops, tiny drops, of the original fragrance inside that can.
I woke up early yesterday. Early enough to take my time and work up a good lather. I could have even picked up a puck of vintage Shulton Old Spice soap. But I didn't. I grabbed that can of foam and blasted out a huge, rich gob of it. One pass, then more cream. And that's how it went. Before I knew it, the deed was done.
But I'm not ashamed! No, not me. Not at all. It was wonderful!
<sob>
Oh God, what have I done?