But in a shocking and scandalous about face, I'm shaving this entire week with a Feather blade!
Does a Feather blade mean blood shed for me? Tune in Saturday.... |
George Herbert Leigh Mallory, famed mountaineer, lost on Everest in 1924, found in 1999, where he had come to rest on a high slope after a fall. |
"Because it's there."
(Unfortunately for Mr. Mallory, he perished on the mountain in 1924. I hope the same fate, metaphorically speaking, doesn't await me.)
You see, I already had a five pack of Feather blades in my inventory before the light bulb went on over my head, when I realized that DE shavers don't have to try everything -- you can also, like a Sherlock Holmes of shaving, use ratiocination: you know, logic and inference (skills unavailable to a certain percentage of the population ;-). So I figured out that I don't need to try Feather blades after I already owned a pack.
So the Feathers are here, I'm here, my razors are here -- so what the heck!
So with some reasonable trepidation, I began the week with a fresh Feather blade in my mild-shaving Merkur 33, and with that courageous action (courage is acting in spite of one's fear), stepped off the ledge of my initial comfort zone.
I'm not doing a review today; I'll save that for Saturday, but tune in, turn on, get the scoop.
Hope to see you then.
Happy shaving!
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