I found traditional wetshaving from the article on Artofmanliness.com as did many others. That is also how I found this place. I didn't start doing this to save money, or really even to get a better shave although I do get better shaves now than before. I started this because that article brought back one of the very few memories I have of my grandfather(I called him papa).
My grandfather died when I was very young. Probably about 5 or so. He was in a wheelchair because he had lost toes to diabetes(he told me an alligator bit them off...
). So he couldn't stand up in the bathroom to shave. Instead he had a small shaving mirror that he set on the kitchen table every morning, lathered up with a cheap old vdh brush, and shaved with a DE. I don't know what kind it was, only that it was TTO, so probably a Superspeed.
At the time Mawmaw and Papa babysat me every day while mom worked. When I got over there, I would go and wake Papa up, and he would get his clothes on and come into the kitchen. When he got done shaving he would put me on his lap, lather my face up with his brush, and he gave me a little T shaped piece of plastic that I would scrape the lather off of my face with. Then we would have a glass of root beer together while Mawmaw cooked breakfast.
I still have the shaving mirror, brush, and little piece of plastic. At one time I had the razor, a couple of old blades, and his mug but over several years and moving several times the rest of it got lost. Papa died over 20 years ago. The brush handle I have isn't worth anything, just an at least 20-something year old vdh handle that is cracked, but I am going to restore it eventually and use it just because it was Papa's.
My grandfather died when I was very young. Probably about 5 or so. He was in a wheelchair because he had lost toes to diabetes(he told me an alligator bit them off...

At the time Mawmaw and Papa babysat me every day while mom worked. When I got over there, I would go and wake Papa up, and he would get his clothes on and come into the kitchen. When he got done shaving he would put me on his lap, lather my face up with his brush, and he gave me a little T shaped piece of plastic that I would scrape the lather off of my face with. Then we would have a glass of root beer together while Mawmaw cooked breakfast.
I still have the shaving mirror, brush, and little piece of plastic. At one time I had the razor, a couple of old blades, and his mug but over several years and moving several times the rest of it got lost. Papa died over 20 years ago. The brush handle I have isn't worth anything, just an at least 20-something year old vdh handle that is cracked, but I am going to restore it eventually and use it just because it was Papa's.


