What soap/cream did you use today?

GD Tobacco Oud

Wow, Ive decided I dislike moving.  Don’t mind change but I do like my “stuff” in its location and finding locations for my stuff after the move has been ……interesting.  First off, I got booted from the master bath.  No, she still loves me but has always wanted a walk in closet, especially with shoe organizing capability.  Gents, this closet is huge but the lady is a bit of a cloths horse and seasonal clothing that used to be placed in totes and stored in the garage are now hung in different sections of the closet.  Additionally, when I married her she had literally two hefty garbage bags of shoes, each with a purpose and an outfit.  These shoes were utter garbage and I don’t suppose she spent more than 7 dollars per pair.  Her feet always hurt but as I explained that quality footwear (or barefoot) made all the difference fell on deaf ears.  A bout of Plantar Fasciitis, and a good podiatrist touting better gear produced a good pair of expensive shoes and the problem was solved.  Problem is I figured she would follow my lead, a black pair, a brown pair, and some sneakers (less hunting boots) but I was wrong again.  The cheap shoes were chucked en mass and replaced (over time) with quality, expensive shoes and boots. 42 pair counted.  So although our marriage is truly bliss, my clothes hang downstairs in a guest closet and I’ve found it easier to use that huge shower for mine too.  She doesn’t have to deal with shaving junk and I don’t need to explain it (while surrounded by her shoes).
Today feels like spring so a citrus seemed right.

Plantar fasciitis will learn ya!
I was tortured by plantar fasciitis 18-24 months before I figured out the solution(s).
Definitely the Footwear (for starters, not having anything too tight/narrow, including socks)
.... and dealing with Trigger Points in the foot, shin, and calf. Why the trigger points in the shin and calf? Because most of the "foot muscles" are actually located in the shin and calf (... just their tendons are in your feet).
Having "learned" that, I have discovered the treatment of trigger points all over the body...and I get to treat nearly all of my pains (knock on wood!!!) whenever I want, without paying a therapist. Back, hip, thigh, hands, arms, knees/elbows, abs, ribs... feet...
Interested? This book is my best friend. I recommend it to everyone, and I have several copies at home and the office (plus on Kindle and I have the Kindle app on my phone, so it's always with me) and have given the book several times as gifts to loved ones. The best $25 I ever spent.

Neroli - I need one for soft heads?

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Haven't tried it yet, but I'd believe it!!

My favorite mash up (literally) of Ethos Lavender Supreme v1 and Ethos Peppermint v1.
Both are the original soft versions which makes mixing them in a scuttle a snap.
The Peppermint is strong so I mix 75% Lavender and 25% Peppermint. YMMV

Tabacco Blu Hard Soap (Abbate y La Mantia) frozen tobacco
Shave 6

One morning, exactly ten years ago today, I was in my bathroom, fussing over my morning routine when I saw it – the ring of rust that bled from under my can of Edge gel. Irked, I grabbed the can, pitched it into the trash, and went in search of a replacement that wouldn’t leave its mark. The drugstore up the road sold me a wet shaving kit, cheap and unassuming, but it had a bar of soap, a synthetic brush, and a razor. Blades were separate, of course.

When I got home, I laid out my new gear, eager to see what this old-school approach to shaving might offer. My first attempt was less than elegant. The soap smelled like a dull day at the laundromat, and the synthetic brush was scratchy enough to leave an enduring blush on my cheeks. The razor was a sorry piece of plastic and metal that felt as disposable as it looked. But I discovered something I didn’t expect – I liked making a lather. The way the soap foamed up under my touch, the thick white cloud it formed on my face, and the way my wife laughed when she saw me standing in front of the mirror looking like a cartoon Santa Claus. It all had a certain charm. Within a week, I was online, hunting for better soap, a softer brush, and a razor that could get the job done without leaving me looking like I’d wrestled with a porcupine.

Over the next few years I dug deeper until I discovered a community of shaving enthusiasts, all sharing tips and tricks, stories and secrets, a whole subculture caught up in uncovering answers to the mysteries hidden in the mundane act of shaving. I had stumbled into the world of DFS, and I was hooked.

Now, ten years later, I’ve upgraded my gear more times than I can count. My soaps smells richer, the brushes are softer, and the razors are sharp enough to slice through a bad mood. It’s been a journey – fun, absorbing, occasionally maddening. But when I think back to that rusty ring on my tub shelf, I know it led me somewhere unexpected and rewarding. It’s been a good ride, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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Brush Slightly Cloudy (57) ・ Razor Karve Glacier Bison (2) ・ Blade Astra Superior Stainless (1)

Friday, April 26, 2024 - Ethos Grooming Essentials Shave MD Tribute

 

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Grooming Dept. - Soap

Tabacco Blu Hard Soap (Abbate y La Mantia) frozen tobacco
Shave 6

One morning, exactly ten years ago today, I was in my bathroom, fussing over my morning routine when I saw it – the ring of rust that bled from under my can of Edge gel. Irked, I grabbed the can, pitched it into the trash, and went in search of a replacement that wouldn’t leave its mark. The drugstore up the road sold me a wet shaving kit, cheap and unassuming, but it had a bar of soap, a synthetic brush, and a razor. Blades were separate, of course.

When I got home, I laid out my new gear, eager to see what this old-school approach to shaving might offer. My first attempt was less than elegant. The soap smelled like a dull day at the laundromat, and the synthetic brush was scratchy enough to leave an enduring blush on my cheeks. The razor was a sorry piece of plastic and metal that felt as disposable as it looked. But I discovered something I didn’t expect – I liked making a lather. The way the soap foamed up under my touch, the thick white cloud it formed on my face, and the way my wife laughed when she saw me standing in front of the mirror looking like a cartoon Santa Claus. It all had a certain charm. Within a week, I was online, hunting for better soap, a softer brush, and a razor that could get the job done without leaving me looking like I’d wrestled with a porcupine.

Over the next few years I dug deeper until I discovered a community of shaving enthusiasts, all sharing tips and tricks, stories and secrets, a whole subculture caught up in uncovering answers to the mysteries hidden in the mundane act of shaving. I had stumbled into the world of DFS, and I was hooked.

Now, ten years later, I’ve upgraded my gear more times than I can count. My soaps smells richer, the brushes are softer, and the razors are sharp enough to slice through a bad mood. It’s been a journey – fun, absorbing, occasionally maddening. But when I think back to that rusty ring on my tub shelf, I know it led me somewhere unexpected and rewarding. It’s been a good ride, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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Brush Slightly Cloudy (57) ・ Razor Karve Glacier Bison (2) ・ Blade Astra Superior Stainless (1)

Stellar writeup, Bouki and congrats on the 10 year milestone! We're all glad you're here, and love reading your posts. You provide a wealth of information about formulas and scents - and even provide history lessons to go along with it. Keep on keepin' on, brother Bouki! And just maybe..maybe...someday you'll actually finish a tub of soap.