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| - I'm learning that a man just doesn't wake up one day and find himself
with a luscious lady-slaying set of fur on his face. If they found a magic
tonic that could do this, I would imagine it'd be an instant Nobel price winner, over
some research done on cancer or whatever.
I'm currently in a quest to reach the highest mustache and beard potential, a.k.a. The Nu-Manchu and it's been a hard journey. Everyone's been calling me Manny Pacquiao which I suppose is better than someone getting pest control to catch the muskrat growing on my lips.
Which led me to my visit to Kent of Inglewood, a men's grooming and shave shop. It's not a store dense with shelves of product, but they have a lot of selection depending on what you're looking for. In this instance I needed something to soften the scruff, but accentuate the ferocity of my Nu-manchu. I had no idea what I was talking about or needed. Lucky for me, they were helpful enough to let me know on the things I'll need and were reasonable with what I should spend on and
don't need to spend on. There were even some encouraging and inspirational words letting me know that "you're almost there, you're on the right track."
And this coming from someone who had the jaw of Earnest Hemingway? #inspired #staythecourse #amoveablefeast
Sure the products might be a bit pricey, but for the knowledge and the quality, it's more than reasonable exchange of value. One could walk into a supermarket and opt to slap on women's hair product on your face, but I'm quite sure women won't make out with a guy who smells like their girlfriend's scalps.
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