You’re going to go through life thinking that girls don’t like you because you’re a nerd. And I want you to know, from the bottom of my heart, that that won’t be true. It’ll be because you’re an asshole. 

During my somewhat short life I have been slighted by a few inconveniences; my awkward nature around women, hell my awkwardness around anyone with a pulse, my short stature and the realisation that even if exposed to toxic waste, I will never have or gain a superpower. 

However, a constant source of irritation in the last quarter of my life, quite literally, has been facial hair. Course and dark, it is at best a pain to deal with. Using a variety of brands, throughout my shaving life, even the closest shave leaves a noticeable level of stubble across the lower half of my face, or at best it is doomed to return within the following few hours. Worse still, even being in the same room as a razor results in a itchy redness, that makes my neck reminiscent of the red skull.  A life’s affliction. 

Liking the idea of being a dignified gent, and partially due to my undeniable hipster tendencies, I decided to buy a DE (double edged) razor, a shaving brush and some shaving soap. The bathroom shelf looks somewhat reminiscent of a nineteenth century barbers. No idea what I was to do I lathered the foam and went for it. I won’t lie, the first time it looked like I had attacked my face with a cheese grater. With some practice, it’s the best, closest and least irritable shave I could imagine. 

I’m unsure to why I’ve written this post, I’m sure no one is particularly bothered about my shaving habits.

Anyway, try it.