Two mornings ago, I woke up early, looking forward to a great shave. I took a pre-shave shower, stropped up the Dovo, lathered up a beautiful bowl of Tabac, and went to town. It was smooth and comfortable. I was finally getting a decent shave with the straight. Just as I was wrapping up, getting the final corner of my chin, slice. It bled like a stuck hog. And it was deep. I doused it in syptic pencil and it still bled so I had to resort to direct pressure.
This is a photo from the following morning.
As I was applying pressure waiting for the flow to stop, I squeezed my Semogue SOC boar into the towel and shook it out before hanging it up. Lo and behold, the knot fell out when I shook it. A great morning turned into a terrible morning in no time flat.
I'm sure straight shaving isn't for everybody, I'm thinking I'm one of those people.
This is a photo from the following morning.
As I was applying pressure waiting for the flow to stop, I squeezed my Semogue SOC boar into the towel and shook it out before hanging it up. Lo and behold, the knot fell out when I shook it. A great morning turned into a terrible morning in no time flat.
I'm sure straight shaving isn't for everybody, I'm thinking I'm one of those people.