2020-11-10, Tuesday
Of the mist that accompanied my shaving, together with the Duke, there is now a pale trace left.
The lockdown, apparently, is not influencing the habits too much, on the contrary: the onion queues of the former Soviet Union of the '50s in front of the supermarkets have disappeared, even if you see signs of Acute Neuronal Obnubilation: an old man pedaling on a bicycle in an always deserted street wearing a mask, lone drivers, sealed in the car, wearing the mask too and others who wear it as if it were a boutonnière...
And the different facets of stupidity form kaleidoscopic designs of exhausted neurons. Or never used!
Albert Einstein knew what he was doing when he said:
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity.
And I'm not sure about the universe.
Today's shave revealed to me the truth about Vitos.
I hadn't used it for years and today I decided to try it again: it didn't excite me, emotionally, however, at the redde rationem, I could not criticize the now odorless lather.
I obtained a very loose foam, on which the blade slipped with the nonchalance of Carolina Kostner.
And I found out that the yellow SOC is excellent on the Teutonic slant: Merkur really knows how to make a safety razor: a single pass and a couple of touch-ups and until tonight I will be very smooth.
Now I have to perform some tasks that, at the moment, I cannot delegate, so I leave you to talk about nonsense like razors, stones, soaps and aftershave!
Sapone PS: Valobra Mandorla
Sapone: Susan Darnell, Vitos Rosso all'olio di mandorla
Pennello: Lab. Villefranche, The Fridge, Tigrano/Finest 24
Rasoio: Merkur, 39 C Torsionshobel
Lametta: Gillette, 7 O’Clock, SharpEdge
AS 1: MilMil, Figaro Gel
AS 2: MilMil, BeMan, Balsamo Polivalente
EdT: Alfred Dunhill, Dunhill for Men
ST: Duke Ellington, Jungle Nights in Harlem, 1932
