2024-06-06 - Pretzels!
- Lather: Gentleman's Nod - Musashi
- Post Shave: Gentleman's Nod - Musashi
- Fragrance: Imaginary Authors - Fox in the Flowerbed
- Razor: Nameless Straight 3/4" #STR8SNOB
- Brush: West Coast Shaving - Lantern Brush, Silvertip, Ivory
Thirsty Thursday:
Musashi is one of Gentleman's Nod's Origin series, which are scents built
around a single note or accord.
While it does say "jasmine tea" right on the label, but I wanted to be sure that
jasmine tea was indeed the accord that Musashi was built around.
So I asked Gentleman's Nod, who said:
You are correct, it was Jasmine green tea.
Unifying Theme: Jasmine
#FOF
Yeah, yeah, it's so boring to use the same scent for both the later and
post-shave, but it was for the benefit of two days' photos.
Obviously, then, that couldn't be helped.
Musashi has yuzu floating on top, which I could do without,
but I've been told that "scents need top notes," and I dare say that I'm gonna
trust u/hawns on that one.
There's a woodiness to it that brings to mind my grad school days of yore,
when I used to stop into a caffeinery for a green tea on my way to teaching an
early class. A girl working there often remarked that it smelled to her like a
cup of grass or hay. I didn't agree, but I could see why she said that.
But I digress.
Despite the fact that jasmine is indisputably prominently
featured in Musashi, I don't get much of it.
Enter Fox in the Flowerbed. To no one's surprise, it is definitely floral,
and opens up strong with a beautiful jasmine that emodies jasmine tea perfectly.
Perfectly. It smells more like Jasmine Green Tea than Musashi. I fucking love it.
Alas, the jasmine fades off soon, then there remains as a mellow hint of
something I can't quite put my finger on, but it's subtle.
WetTubing Appreciation Day:
"WetTubing"...
Wet tuber...
Wet... tube?👀
Here you go:
my shaving video
If you don't want to watch all of that, just skip to the end.
Or don't watch it at all, because this
is the real one, which I still don't
recommend you watch all of. Nothing I wanted to do with it worked out.
I'm not going to give it all away, because I'm still holding out hope for the
hat-based challenge that we almost had a couple years ago but hasn't been
done. The hat didn't work well while trying to negotiate the straight, anyway.
Speaking of the razor, it satisfies the tag,
but it is a truly crappy straight, not to suggest that I have remotely-extensive
experience with them—quite the contrary.
However, my personal, subjective experience obviously represents categorical fact.
This Truth was recently called into question, compelling my mother—my dear,
sweet mother—to swiftly propel herself off of the Cliffs of Dover yesterday,
plummeting headlong into the Bering Strait, which separates Bablyon from Uppsala,
to her watery demise. Not one half of a fortnight later, her remains washed up
on the shores of Patagonia, where she was indicted into secular
sainthood and celebrated in a festival of seven years.
She was immortalized into a mile-high statue that remains to this day.
Behold! Let it thus be known that because I do not get a good shave out of this
crappy, photogenic razor, that all straight razors are garbage and no one should
use them! They are antiquated and inferior to DE razors in every way!
It is spoken!
#photocontest
I had to use that razor today, though,
because it worked too well with the photo.
Obviously, then, it couldn't be helped.
As for #photocontest, this photo fell together too well to be needlessly ruined
by throwing in
some random junk. Is it a winner? Probably not, but it's too good to be sullied.
I'm taking the gimme: Air.
There's so much air in this photo it's downright loony.