SOTD by u/cowzilla3

July 20, 2023 – Paradox of Choice

• Brush: Paragon Plisson Type 28 mm
• Razor: Gillette Old Type
• Blade: Personna Platinum Chrome (1)
• Preshave: Baxter Shave Tonic
• Lather: Stone Field Shaving Co. – No. 37

Easiest day is the month for me, right? Wrong. When your have an entire bin full of the same dupe you freeze. What, of all the soaps should I shave with? Go with a favorite? Give one a second chance? Just hate myself and go with one that totally sucks. I spent all day deciding, staring blankly into a bin full of Old Spice dupes. My wife yelled, my son cried, my father called from his death bed and yet I could not tear myself away from sheer indecision. Soon I became weak, unable to even think of anything but dupes, my mind whirling in a hallucinogenic blur of artisan soap makers and their “clever” riffs on the name Old Spice. Nothing made sense anymore. Nothing mattered. A golden retriever shot a ball into a hoop and became a major Hollywood star. Someone released a Barbie movie on the same weekend that one about that atomic bomb came out and it all made sense. Clearly, I no longer lived in the real world. My mind broke.

Then at the last possible moment, I heard a whistle. As if the sea and manliness were calling. Short. Sweet. A siren call of sorts. I came to my sense and just shoved my hand in and pulled this one out. Maybe some of you stressed over finding obscure items but just remember those of us ( only me) who suffer from the opposite issue and it nearly destroyed me.

[**July 20, 2023 – Paradox of Choice**](https://i.imgur.com/3IvBjMQ.jpg)

* **Brush:** Paragon Plisson Type 28 mm
* **Razor:** Gillette Old Type
* **Blade:** Personna Platinum Chrome (1)
* **Preshave:** Baxter Shave Tonic
* **Lather:** Stone Field Shaving Co. – No. 37

Easiest day is the month for me, right? Wrong. When your have an entire bin full of the same dupe you freeze. What, of all the soaps should I shave with? Go with a favorite? Give one a second chance? Just hate myself and go with one that totally sucks. I spent all day deciding, staring blankly into a bin full of Old Spice dupes. My wife yelled, my son cried, my father called from his death bed and yet I could not tear myself away from sheer indecision. Soon I became weak, unable to even think of anything but dupes, my mind whirling in a hallucinogenic blur of artisan soap makers and their “clever” riffs on the name Old Spice. Nothing made sense anymore. Nothing mattered. A golden retriever shot a ball into a hoop and became a major Hollywood star. Someone released a Barbie movie on the same weekend that one about that atomic bomb came out and it all made sense. Clearly, I no longer lived in the real world. My mind broke.

Then at the last possible moment, I heard [a whistle](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAj01fYE4yg&themeRefresh=1). As if the sea and manliness were calling. Short. Sweet. A siren call of sorts. I came to my sense and just shoved my hand in and pulled this one out. Maybe some of you stressed over finding obscure items but just remember those of us ( only me) who suffer from the opposite issue and it nearly destroyed me.