birthday lather
This year Laura got me a nice shaving kit for my birthday. Fancy shaving brush, old-school metal safety razor, imported British shaving cream, the whole deal. It’s all very nice, but by far the absolute best part is the shaving scuttle.
It’s essentially a double-walled ceramic shaving mug, with a nicely sized inner compartment for working up lather and an outer compartment for hot water to keep everything warm. On its own it’s a very pretty piece of handmade pottery, but when it’s filled with hot water and a good shaving cream it magically transforms into the best thing ever. I’d read people raving about hot lather shaves and had sort of dismissed it as the usual shavegeek hyperbole, but it turns out that it’s all true.
Specifically, this bit from Shaveblog turns out to be absolutely 100% accurate:
What you do need is hot lather. Oh man do you need hot lather! Hot lather is why men fight wars, son. Not for democracy. Not for oil. We fight wars to decide who gets to shave with hot lather and who doesn’t. If you’ve never shaved with hot lather you won’t understand, and if you have, you do.
If you have any sort of facial hair, do yourself a favor and buy a shaving scuttle immediately.
If you don’t, consider buying one for your closest acquaintance who does.
It’s basically heaven.
Ha! I have the same scuttle! Have you tried the israeli no-name blades for the Merkur razor? They’re sweet.
I have a pack of German blades that Laura got me, but I’ve been meaning to get some of the Israeli ones when these run out.