Seasonal soaps? Nah, I think this experiment has proven I’m not that guy. So I tried to stick with my Christmas soaps this season but here it is 2 weeks until Christmas and I’m losing my mind. I have a Stirling, a Barrister, a Mickey Lee that are marketed as Christmas and I threw a couple others in there that have a holiday vibe and you know what? I’m bored. Limiting my choices has put shaving right back into then”chore” category. Back in the day when I had one soap and one razor to shave my one face, shaving was a task to be done quickly and efficiently as possible. After turning it into a hobby shaving became fun and relaxing and a moment of pampering before going out into the arena to slay lions for the entertainment of the Romans. Ain’t no body got time for that! So although I’ll still be using those holiday scents, I’m not going to be fettered by some idea of what a holiday season ought to be! Man, it feels like I may still have a whiff of testosterone rolling through me. Not enough to warrant Gillette revamping thier toxic masculinity campaign but enough I can tell a couple of soaps to stick it where the sun don’t shine. Might have to go with something really skanky in the morning like Loyal or Midnight Stag. So long Rudolph. Step aside Mrs Claus. Move it or lose it St. Nick. I’m free.
So for my first act of rebellion I used a long forgotten puck of scentless Williams in a vintage bowl festooned with Currier and Ives Christmas labels. That’s how out of bounds I am. That’s how “rebel” I can be.
So for my first act of rebellion I used a long forgotten puck of scentless Williams in a vintage bowl festooned with Currier and Ives Christmas labels. That’s how out of bounds I am. That’s how “rebel” I can be.