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| - When an individual adds the word 'Master' to their title, I envision someone who has trained in an isolated mountain compound for decades, mastering techniques long lost to the masses.
The Art of Shaving is no exception.
I was wandering through the hell that is Scottsdale Fashion during the holiday season when I saw a new shop, The Art of Shaving. In need of a haircut I walked in.
The front of the house is a retail shop with a vast selection of razors and shaving accessories. Be warned, nothing in this shop would be considered a bargain.
After a short conversation I found that the Master Barber was free for a walk in client. I was led to the back of the shop and...
...Was promptly transported into old-timey barber heaven. Imagine your ideal barber shop from a bygone era and that's what you get.
The Master Barber was friendly and skilled. He took his time to shave my head and I will freely admit he did a better job than anyone ever has. Next, the straight razor shave.
What an experience. The hot towel, the pre-shave oil face rub, all of it. I challenge anyone to find a more relaxing situation involving a razor at your neck. The barber had a deft hand and worked with skill born of years of practice.
The whole affair took over an hour and I walked out feeling like a new man. Never again, I thought, would I be able to go to the corner shop for a haircut. Then I got the bill. Ah, I thought, the corner barbershop is for me.
The shop is amazing, the Master Barbers are truly skilled and the experience is great. The price, however, makes this a special occasion type thing rather than a weekly occurrence.
If you want to treat yourself to the manly version of a day at the spa go to the Art of Shaving. If you want a haircut go elsewhere and save a big chunk o' cash.
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