When Was Your First Shave? The West Coast Shaving Giveaway

by Brett on May 25, 2010 · 969 comments

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For many men, shaving is just one of those things you do every morning to prepare for the day. It’s like brushing your teeth. You do it so you look presentable, but you don’t think much about it.

But think back to when you were a boy and lathered up and put a razor to your face for the first time. If you’re like me, that first shave was downright exciting. It felt like a small rite of passage into manhood. The Ancient Romans thought of it that way; they used a boy’s first shave as the event that initiated him into the community of men. Families would hold big festivals for the young man and the whiskers from the first shave were often put into a box and consecrated to the gods.

I didn’t get a party with my first shave. In fact, no one knew about it except for me. I was maybe 12 or 13. I snuck into my parents’ bathroom and rummaged through my old man’s Dopp kit for his razor and shaving cream.

I really didn’t have anything on my face except for some peach fuzz and maybe a few dark hairs. But I figured I should probably get rid of that stuff. So I shaved. I really didn’t know what I was doing. I just tried to remember how my dad did it after watching him shave growing up. I nicked myself a few times. I kept it a secret. I was sort of embarrassed about it, I guess.

The second time I shaved (a couple of months later) I wasn’t able to keep it a secret. I shaved off a big chunk of my upper lip, and I started bleeding everywhere. The bathroom looked like a crime scene. I put a bunch of toilet paper on my lip and had a huge scab there for a couple of weeks after. I remember going to the doctor for something, and he looked at my lip and said, “So, you’ve started shaving, huh?” I sheepishly looked down and nodded.

The West Coast Shaving Giveaway

The awesome folks at West Coast Shaving have recently revamped and relaunched their site. If you’ve never been there before you need to check it out. They have everything a man needs to get a classic wet shave. Want to get started with safety razor shaving? West Coast Shaving has you covered. What about straight razor shaving? Check out their selection of cut-throats. Oh, and they also carry some great shaving brushes, shaving creams, soaps, and after shaves. Whatever your manly shaving needs, West Coast Shaving’s got it.

To celebrate their relaunch, West Coast Shaving is giving away a starter safety razor shaving set worth $100 to one lucky AoM reader. The kit includes:

Merkur HD #34C Safety Razor (Value $33.50)

Vulfix 2234 Super Badger Shaving Brush (Value $55)

Taylor of Old Bond Street Shaving Cream in tub (Value $14)

How to Enter

If you’d like to get your hands on this awesome shaving kit, leave a comment on this post describing your first shave. How old were you? Did your dad teach you? Did you see it as a rite of passage?

Deadline to enter is Monday, May 31 at 11PM Central Standard Time. We’ll then select a comment at random to be the winner. Enter today!

901 Jared Meurer May 30, 2010 at 10:21 pm

I was 14 years old and I snuck into my dad’s bathroom to use his norelco electric razor while he was at work. I rubbed that thing into my skin so hard I had a rash for days afterward.

902 Brian May 30, 2010 at 10:53 pm

I was about 13 years old when I decided I needed to shave, but I had no idea what to do. My older brother showed me how to work up a lather from soap and water, and gave me a disposable razor. I have since tried electrics before settling on a straight razor, but I have never used foam from a can. (I do use better soap now, and a brush.)

903 Adam Heinrich May 30, 2010 at 11:05 pm

I remember my Dad sitting me down at the kitchen table and pulling out the electric (yes, electric) razor he used when he was younger. Together, we took it apart and cleaned out every last bit of hair and sking we could brush out of it. It took us about an hour and a half. We put it back together and plugged it in just to make sure it worked. It did and I had my first razor. I asked why I couldn’t use his old safety razor and he said “It hurts too much.” I didn’t learn how to shave with a blade until one of my brothers-in-law showed me how.

904 Cory May 30, 2010 at 11:13 pm

My first shave–I must have been 13. I never had much contact with my father, but my mom bought me an electric razor when I started to grow that peach fuzz that accompanies puberty. I definitely did see it as a rite of passage, as artificial it was with the electric gizmo!

905 kevin May 30, 2010 at 11:26 pm

i was in boot camp at the age of 18. didnt have much facial hair but had to go through the process anyway as a training exercise. my peach fuzz was removed pretty quickly which made boot camp much easier.

906 Josh May 30, 2010 at 11:30 pm

I was 13 and I was going on a “date” (it was me meeting up with her and a female friend of hers to hang out, it turned into more of an evaluation of me by her pal). All I had was a sparse crop of peach fuzz and my dad teased me for shaving. It paid off later when the friend asked if I shaved. That’s ridiculous, looking back.

907 Steve Horvath May 30, 2010 at 11:37 pm

I was15 and used my Dads Gillette “Blue Blade” twinhead razor. (Yes I’m that old, and I still have a pack of those blue blades.) Didn’t cut my zits up too bad; all in all I did a good job for a newbie.

908 Darren Wolbers May 30, 2010 at 11:43 pm

I remember being about 12 when I first needed to shave. After looking at a few pictures, I decided it was about time to partake in that manly ritual that so many men dread each and every morning.

My mom, noticing that I had passed the threshold into “manhood” suggested that learn how to shave as my sideburns resembled a 70′s porn movie gone bad. Since I had no idea what I was doing, she stood me at the kitchen sink and proceeded to lather me up with some goop from a can ( she attended beauty school and learned how to use a straight razor but saved me the embarrassment of toilet paper on my face and used a disposable blade).

She called to my dad, who was watching TV at the time, to come and show me how to do it. My dad, in his typical fashion, grumbled something under his breath and continued to be glued to the tube. Sensing he wouldn’t show his other son ( I have an older brother) how to, I had to turn to my mom to teach me how to shave like a man. Not exactly what I wanted as a soon to be teenager but it was what I had to deal with. I’ve come light years ahead of that time in my life ( and learning how to properly shave like a man courtesy of the Art of Manliness) but lament that the one manly ceremony that I should have learned from another man I learned…from a woman. Thanks Mom !

909 Nick Hamburger May 31, 2010 at 12:06 am

I think I was fourteen going on fifteen. I was eager to shave for the first time and certainly saw it as a rite of passage. I applied the shaving cream, carefully dabbing it on to my entire face and neck. My dad then shaved his own face, showing me the strokes and whatnot. I probably cut myself, but nonetheless it brought me a step closer to manhood.

910 Tman May 31, 2010 at 12:10 am

I don’t remember the year but dad was an electric razor man so I tried his when he wasn’t home.

911 Cory May 31, 2010 at 12:54 am

The only thing I remember about my first shave was how weird it felt to not have peach fuzz on my upper lip.

912 Austen Burtowski May 31, 2010 at 1:14 am

I do not remember how I old I was when I first shaved but it’s one of those vivid memories that I’ll always remember. One day my father commented on the fact that I was growing facial hair, which I had never noticed as it transformed from light peach fuzz. I went into the bathroom, proud as hell as ran my fingers against the grain. I then started shaving; hoping that the old wives tale that it would get thicker with every shave was true. I was disappointed as it grew in thicker that blonde facial hair is not the most attractive look. Now I try to keep it as clean as possible and take pride in getting the cleanest shave possible.

913 Mark Inman May 31, 2010 at 2:01 am

I had the typical father/son shaving experience that many kids my age had: Dad took out the can of shaving cream, cartridge razor and some Old Spice ™ aftershave. I remember it being very important to him to have the experience be authentic as he took time to explain every step and offer tips, yet the whole thing felt wrong to me….

That evening, like every evening as I went to sleep, I would run through the day in my head repeating everything that happened (I still do this exercise to this day). When I got to the shaving with my Dad part, I felt a tinge of panic as I thought, “How many cartridge razors will I use in my lifetime? How many cans of shaving cream will end up in the trash? How many bottles of Old Spice ™ will I end up tossing?” I imagined that pile would be a small mountain by the time I was dead. The whole thought induced a massive feeling of guilt that made me want to never participate in shaving as the impact was too much to bear.

It was then that I thought of my recently passed Great Uncle Paul, who had a traditional barber shop and watch repair in Santa Rosa, CA. I remember how said you only needed one straight razor, one ceramic cup, a Simpson’s shave brush and shave soap….a lifetme of shaving should be able to be held in both hands. That was my lightbulb moment on the subject…I needed to get my hands on his old setup and learn how to master it.

After numerous bloody gashes and dozens of styptic pencils, and reams of toilet paper, I finally started to figure the whole thing out. My technique became workable, I felt confident in my newfound ability and felt that I had become a member of an elite club or had a skill that very few men had.

Fast forward 27 years and I still have the same ceramic cup, and Simpson’s brush, but have switched to a Merkur safety razor. I can still claim I can hold my lifetime of shaving in both hands and still feel like I am a member of a rare, and very special club….

914 Parker Jacobs May 31, 2010 at 2:03 am

I had used an electric shaver before, but the first time I REALLY shaved, I reluctantly asking my younger brother (how was already shaving) for advice. I feel like it is a right of passage and our dad wasn’t there for us.
My brother grinned and said, “wait, my OLDER brother is asking me how to shave?” He was tickled. I felt like I quickly like had to pull rank in one way or another, give him a wedgie or something, but I couldn’t. I just came to him humbly and he helped me out. Now that’s something we can always share as brothers.

915 Devin U May 31, 2010 at 2:13 am

I think I was about 16 or 17. Never had anyone show me, just kinda picked it up on my own.

916 Julian May 31, 2010 at 3:02 am

I remember my first shave back when i was in 6th grade, around the age of 12 or so. That day I had gotten in my first fight at school (I won, surprisingly). I could still feel the adrenaline pumping when I got home so I did the manliest thing I could think of- I shaved. I went straight to my parents’ bathroom and shaved what little peach fuzz I had. In a funny way, I still see this as a big step in my childhood.

917 Mike Upton May 31, 2010 at 4:03 am

My first shave came from a Batman themed fake shaving kit for kids. The razor was completely plastic and the shaving cream in the kit smelled horrible. More importantly for me, my father was there to guide me on how to move the razor, how to avoid razor burn, and to simply help me understand what I was going.

918 Adam May 31, 2010 at 6:53 am

My first shave was bad. My father had a full beard and always used an electric razor but he got a manual one year for christmas as a joke. I think I was 13 and that night when we got home I snuck into the bathroom and opened it up. I didn’t think about shaving cream or water, just put it to my cheek and drug it down. Didn’t hurt at first so I kept going and then the burn set in. I didn’t shave again (or properly) till I was 15.

919 Ron Knapper May 31, 2010 at 8:03 am

I don’t remember all the details of my first shave. I do remember though that I started using an electric shaver. For whatever reason I just can’t tolerate the vibration and sensations of electric shaving and have been using a safety razor for the last 30+ years.

920 JRVassar May 31, 2010 at 9:00 am

I remember in my 9th grade season of football the coaches declared war against peach fuzz. I was forced to shave. My parents divorced when I was in the 7th grade and my dad was not around. For some reason I was embarrassed by the idea of having my first shave. Not having a dad there to teach me or make it a rite of passage made it an awkward thing for me. I shaved my top lip and that was it. Not a clue what I was doing. My son likes to watch me shave and I am looking forward to the day I can get him his first brush and DE Safety razor.

921 Brian CP May 31, 2010 at 12:42 pm

My first shave was during 9th grade. My mustache hair had finally turned dark, and it was time for it to go. My dad showed me how to use the disposables he had, along with the canned goop. Since those years past, I have graduated to a safety razor and a brush with cream of my own accord.

922 Reymond G May 31, 2010 at 1:46 pm

My first shave was for my senior portrait for high school. My dad works the night shift and I don’t like waking him up in the morning. I shaved by myself for my first time. The end result wasn’t great. My sister had to go over it a second time.

923 Ryan B May 31, 2010 at 3:08 pm

I started getting pretty heavy stubble between 12 and 13. I was looking forward to shaving for the first time, but my mom suggested I try my dad’s electric razor instead of a safety razor so as not to get too badly injured. The problem was that the electric razor was at least as old as I was at the time – a very early model from the early ’80s – and when turned on smelled like burning hair. I put it up to my cheek and the hair was more yanked out of my skin than cut off. I’ve never used an electric razor since.

924 Scott F. May 31, 2010 at 3:46 pm

For my first shave I was 14 and at Boy Scout camp in Colorado. I clearly remember it because it was after getting back from white water rafting for the first time. All that was available was cold water and a disposable razor. I used regular old bar soap and with from instruction from one of the Scoutmasters I shaved the fuzz off my face. I did consider that some sort of rite of passage. To what? No clue. I continue to wet shave and have grown to enjoy the time I spend doing it.

925 Ced May 31, 2010 at 5:01 pm

My first shave was for a fraternity function, called a Smoker. I was about 19 and a Sophmore in college. It was a memorable time because it was the first time attending a semi formal event outside of an award ceremony.

As I think back on the time, the preparation my dad told me about. And how he told me, “to let the head of razor do the work”. My first shave was a rite of passage in becoming a man. It was the first time time I can remember what to do without my Dad being over me telling what to do.

926 P. F. Hawkins May 31, 2010 at 5:19 pm

I don’t remember my first shave ever as much as I remember the first time I shaved my head at the age of 17. I’d been going bald for perhaps the previous year. I was already wearing what I had pretty close to the scalp, perhaps only a quarter of an inch. I had a school chum check to make sure I wasn’t gouging the back of my head out with the Gillete Ultra. I’ve actually cut my face shaving far more than my scalp. That first shave turned out all right, and I’ve been baring my scalp ever since.

927 Dantheman May 31, 2010 at 5:25 pm

My first real shave was sometime in my freshman or sophomore year of high school. I hardly had anything aside from a few stray whiskers. As no one had taught me how to shave aside from watching my dad and big brother growing up, I nicked myself a few times, but was memorable nonetheless.

928 Mike May 31, 2010 at 5:27 pm

Puberty hit me like a ton of bricks and at age 12 my dad said my peachfuzz was officially patchy stubble. He and I went to the store and picked out my first razor and shavig cream and I thought this meant I was officially being inducted into the ranks of man. We went home and he went through the basics: hot water in the sink, cold to rinse, etc. and before we started he said that all those basics are only that, and I would learn on my own the best way for me over time. Even though I was using a new razor and carefully maneuvering my face, i somehow managed to get about 15 little nicks all over my cheeks. My dad chuckled and said I knew what to do next, and I went and afixed little pieces of t.p. on my face. I also bestowed upon myself a terrible razor rash on my neck, and continued to do so for about a year, until i learned i need to tilt my head up while shaving that area. Through the nicks and burns, this was a right of passage by its true definition. Even though the temptation was there to show offf my new furry face if I let it grow out, I loved being a man and shaving more than any peer gawking could provide. I did eventually succumb to the facial fur and found a happy medium with a well trimmed goatee, but I will never forget that trip to the store with my dad and the feeling of manliness with that frst shave.

929 Blaine May 31, 2010 at 5:30 pm

My first shave was sometime in junior high. My dad taught me using a Gillette safety razor. I used safety razors until the day I didn’t screw the arms down far enough and gave myself a nasty cut. I switched to cartridge razors and endured years of terrible shaving until I recently picked up a safety razor again. What a difference a real blade makes!

930 Donald Gaither May 31, 2010 at 5:39 pm

My first shave was at a church summer camp. I didn’t really have anything on my face, barely peach fuzz. A few of us had gotten up one morning and had just finished showering (the wonders of group shower stalls) when a junior counseler came in to shave himself. He looked at the three or four of us and said, “know what, it’s time you guys learned to shave.” and had us walk through the steps with him. Don’t remember why he had extra razors, I think he just bought a bag of disposables and brought them with him.

931 Michael May 31, 2010 at 5:39 pm

I was first introduced to shaving at about 8 by my best friend rick who insisted he knew everything there was to know about the art. We stood shoulder to shoulder in the upstairs bathroom prepping our faces with a bar of soap he swore was the proper way of shaving.

Not 5 minutes later, pocked with shaving cuts up and down our cheeks, covered in wet toilet paper dabs, we emerged from the bathroom proud. It was as if we had entered the room as mere boys, but now, having our war wounds, we became men.

I could only imagine the sight we were. Standing there. I didn’t try it again for another 10 years when real facial hair started growing. Lucky for me I all but forgot Ricks shaving tips.

932 Douglas Miller May 31, 2010 at 5:47 pm

Not sure I remember my first shave, but I do remember learning to shave with a used Bic and ketchup. That was punishment for being a 16 year old slob who showed up for work at Hardee’s with a scruffy chin. Good thing that I didn’t have many whiskers back then.

933 Taylor Shold May 31, 2010 at 5:51 pm

I was about 5 or 6 when I got a Ghostbusters shaving kit and under my dads supervision he showed me how to apply the shaving cream and use the fake plastic blade to avoid any cuts. Never forgot that lesson.

934 Drew May 31, 2010 at 5:53 pm

I was around 10 when I shaved for the first time.y dad wouldn’t teach me ,even though I had asked a few times. Of course I was too young and had no real need to shave, but I was determined to do it no matter what. So, I decided I would teach myself. my dad doesn’t shave so the only kind of razor I could find was a cheap disposable one, and some trial packs of shaving cream. I actually managed to get those few hairs that were on my face without cutting myself, however I had given myself a real nasty case of razor burn that lasted about three days.

935 Robert Cox May 31, 2010 at 6:01 pm

I remember my first shave. My dad had a shaving mug and brush, but used BIC style disposable razors. I was tired of being called “peaches” due to the copious amounts of peach fuzz I had on my face. I didn’t nick myself too badly, although I found out really quick one is to go perpendicular with a razor, rather and parallel with the blade. Other than some minor nicks, no major loss of blood. Since the razors were disposable, and my dad was out of the house for months at a time, working in the next county over, it wasn’t too hard to keep it a secret in as much that I used his stuff. The lack of fuzz the next day was the bigger hint. If I recall I got most of it off the first time, not too shabby for one’s first shave.

936 Kevin Bacon May 31, 2010 at 6:03 pm

I was 14 when I first shaved. Took my dad’s disposable and can of cream. I shaved off that peach fuzz. Nobody noticed. I continued this in week intervals. Nobody noticed. I finally was told I needed to shave when I was 18 by my boss.

937 Bryan Cole May 31, 2010 at 6:05 pm

I was in 8th grade (13 years old) when I shaved for the first time. My dad had bought be a Norelco electric razor. A few nights later, he showed me how to use it, including prepping my face. Although I caught on right away, it felt kind of weird at first. I had needed to do it, and we had been delaying the occasion for some reason. Looking back, however, it made me feel like a man. After about three years, I grew my first beard one summer. Then I really felt like a man!

938 Jeremy R. May 31, 2010 at 6:12 pm

I remember my first shave. I was probably around 14 and I used my dad’s Mach III razor. I didn’t have a whole lot to shave, but I knew that it was one of the steps that I needed to take to be on my way to becoming a man. Now I use double-edged safety razors and I have a whole lot to shave.

939 John May 31, 2010 at 6:14 pm

Ahh, the first shave.

I was twelve. My dad gave me a dop bag for Christmas – though mom probably did the shopping. Later that day, he showed me how to ‘do it right’….like I didn’t have years of watching him do this when I was a kid!

The kit – alas – was lost to me long ago…I should have crammed it into my small carry-on bag instead of checking it. This is when I learned to hate the airline.

940 William Byrd May 31, 2010 at 6:14 pm

Well my first time was a success, in that I did not end up in the hospital despite having no idea what I was doing. I was probably around 13 or 14 when I just picked up my Fathers razor and went to town… no shaving cream or anything, just water. Now I have caught on to the proper techniques. Hopefully I can win and get a proper shaving set.

941 John Eriksen May 31, 2010 at 6:19 pm

Being fatherless I used my mother’s razor and shaving cream my first time. Being that there wasn’t much more than fuzz to shave off it worked just fine. A few months later some real growth showed up, so my mom bought me a pack of disposable razors and men’s shaving cream.

942 Tim May 31, 2010 at 6:21 pm

My first shave! Other than all the times that I used my Dad’s electric razor when I was at the ripe ol’ age of 10, I do remember that first shave. Even then, I don’t know that I “needed” it, but it sure felt good. It was the evening of my 13th birthday. My 16 year old brother had already been shaving for a while, and I was always very jealous of the beard that he could grow. Well I got a razor for my birthday. I think that it may have been after a few subtle hints that I wanted one. My Dad did give me a little bit of coaching. You know…”be sure that you don’t move the blade sideways.” I came away with one small knick on my upper lip. But overall, I felt pretty good about it. Even though I didn’t need it, it became part of my daily routine.

943 Rocco Galizio May 31, 2010 at 6:30 pm

My first shave was very unceremonious. I was in the seventh grade… so I was.. ’97… I was twelve. The barber had recently trimmed off my sideburns with a pair of clippers (yes I had some sideburns at age twelve, being Italian, hair is a way of life). At the time I didn’t want sideburns and I knew that in order to keep them off I was going to have to start shaving regularly. I’m pretty sure I used my Dad’s razor. No shaving cream, gel, etc, just splashed some water on my face and did the deed. Shaved the sideburns and then went on to shave the few dark hairs that constituted my “beard” which was significantly behind my sideburns in developing.

944 Shay May 31, 2010 at 6:32 pm

Around 13-14 years old, I decided to shave. I’m not sure what was really going through my head, but, at the time I was somewhat rebellious, and I decided that I should shave up, rather than down. Now, being 13, it really didn’t hurt as much as it would today… but my face, and chest (always been cursed/blessed with an abundance of chest hair) were burning for days. I actually stayed home from school due to the visible red marks on my face. Shaving for me was not only a right of passage, but a learning experience. The second experience I had shaving came a couple years later, where I learned not to go ANYWHERE NEAR eyebrows when shaving.

945 Timothy Grindle May 31, 2010 at 6:40 pm

My first shaving experience was actually at age 6 years old. This was not because I was an exceptionally hairy adolescent, but because I had always envied my father’s mustache. To duplicate this majestic fur under his nose, I drew one on my own face with a marker. My father told me if I was already growing a mustache I had to learn how to shave, so he put soap all over my face to replicate shaving cream and then used his famous straight razor to gently “shave” it off my face. After he rinsed my face the mustache was gone and I was in awe and I think about that day every morning when I shave my face.

946 David May 31, 2010 at 7:00 pm

10th grade, highschool, the spanish blood finally hit me out of nowhere and peach fuzz turned into the sparse clumpings of what another poster also had to endure calling “face pubes”. My parents are both gillette shavers and I tried the mach 3 and broke out fairly badly regardless of technique, switched to the bladed-dinnerplate of a razor that is the mach 4 and got even worse razor burn, and finally “settled” on the painless shave I got from a schick quattro.

Of course it’s still relatively academic since I’ve got such a heavy beard shadow that even after an against-the-grain shave I still look like I have the average man’s 5:00 shadow.

947 Eric May 31, 2010 at 7:04 pm

Must have been around 8 or 9 and used my grandfather’s old shaving cream and dull DE razor. Looking back, probably a bad idea but of course I wanted to be more like my dad. First real shave was around 13 years of age and kind of taught myself (thought I would be more a man that way).

948 Sully May 31, 2010 at 7:10 pm

My first shave was completely lacking in momentous importance. I was 13 and the peach fuzz was a little more than just simple fuzz. My parents were divorced and mom decided I needed to shave. She went to the store, bought me a bag of the Yellow Bics and some Barbasol and told me to pretty much have at it. I went through lots of horrible shaves and my dad wasn’t much help when I saw him on the weekends. It wasn’t until I started shaving with a DE about 2 1/2 years ago that I finally realized that shaving could actually be a nice experience.

949 Paul May 31, 2010 at 7:15 pm

I think I was 10 or 11 and my dad used to always have a mug with a puck of Williams and an old shave brush. Not sure what make it was but he had given me one too, again can’t remember the make but it had a turquoise handle. Anyways he had an old double edge Gillette that i played around with while he used a trac II. He had a beard while I was a kid so only was to clean up the edges. I used to want to get my brush wet and to like dad. As I got older I thought I was a big shot with a mach 3 and then fusion. I loved the can goo too cause of course the marketing was so cool lol. I then got tired of a crappy shave and about 2 yrs ago started trying soaps and aftershaves, last year switched to a merkur 38C and gillette fatboy and haven’t gone back. I have several brushes and way too many soaps and blade samplers. I have bought from WCS and they are great people. I am 30 now and share the same ritual with my 5 yr old and he shaves with me (minus the blade) every weekend. I will never go back to pharmacy goods again. I love to shave and would love to get this starter kit for my brother so he too can enjoy the pleasure of shaving like a man.

950 Fly Fish Papa May 31, 2010 at 7:25 pm

I was about 12 or 13. A can of Edge and my father’s twin blade razor. He was patient teacher. I’ve moved on to shaving soap and a safety razor but I just got my 16 year old to finally shave off that stubble using the same method my dad used with me.

951 TFHackett May 31, 2010 at 7:27 pm

My older brother taught me, sometime during high school. I used the house can of Barbasol Beard Buster and a newly purchased Trac II. That summer at band camp I made a big deal of bringing along my shaving supplies, though I surely could’ve gotten through the week without a shave and no one would have noticed.

952 sterling smith May 31, 2010 at 7:31 pm

I started shaving out of necessity. Unfortunately, I had to learn on my own.

953 Joe Evans May 31, 2010 at 7:57 pm

When I was 14 I overheard my best friend’s dad telling him to, “shave that Mickey Mouse peach fuzz off….it makes you look like an ugly girl”. The Marine’s statement prompted me to consider the state of my own “Mickey Mouse peach fuzz”. After concluding that I too, looked like an ugly pubescent girl, I took it upon myself to go to the grocery store and pick up the necessary accoutrements to rid myself of my “trash stash”. I found myself in the bathroom with a face full of shaving cream and a firm grip on the razor. I took a few smooth swipes down the right side of my face and chin. After rinsing the razor I saw that my efforts were futile. Not realizing that there was a plastic, display blade on instead of a actual metal one, I kept at it for the next 15 minutes with a very frustrating effective rate of zero. Everyone seems to have their own time honored techniques and or coveted contraption…I learned that night all you need is a decent lather and a bit of sharp steel.

954 Rob Mueller-Owens May 31, 2010 at 7:57 pm

I was 15 and had been watching my dad do it for years. So at the end of swimming season, I shaved my whole body in solidarity with my team as we prepared for the championship meet. Now I shave my head every day!

955 Surge May 31, 2010 at 8:09 pm

I was a late bloomer so the peach fuzz only got out of control when I was around 14. That’s when I knew I had to shave. I learned the basic technic from commercials they had over television. So I went into the bathroom and found a disposable razor. Then I went hacking away. I didn’t use shaving cream or water so it wasn’t too pleasant. But then again I really didn’t have any hair. After I was finished I wanted to see how it would be to shave with a good amount of hair. So I shaved a nice strip out of my leg. Lets just say it did not go unnoticed.

956 Dustin B. May 31, 2010 at 8:13 pm

My dad showed me how to use the razor on my top lip to get rid of my “peach fuzz.” Somehow, Mom snuck into the other room, grabbed the camera, and stealthily took a picture. I was so embarrassed that I found the picture later and threw it away!!

957 Andy F May 31, 2010 at 8:17 pm

First ‘shave’ was when I was 9, I think. My dad’s parents gave me as a birthday present a batman toy-type shaving kit – complete with batman toiletries bag, batman shaving cream, batman shaving brush, and a plastic batarang that we decided was meant to be the ‘razor.’ As soon as we got home, my dad and I went into my bathroom and he showed me how to lather up and the best way to work with the grain of the beard. I got to practice on his beard eventually, too. I had a blast, and definitely got excited for beard-growing and shaving later in life.

958 Daniel May 31, 2010 at 8:32 pm

A bic safety razor, and Barbasol shaving cream. I’d wax poetic about it, but we all know I was a bull In a china shop.

I will however say that the best I ever had came from an old navy barber. Closest shave I’ve ever had too. The man was magic with a straight razor.

959 Adam May 31, 2010 at 8:42 pm

I was 13 years old and after giving me a hard time about the peach fuzz on my lip, my father told me to go with the grain and wished me luck. He watched me shave the first time to make sure I didn’t amputate my lip but it was very much an experimental learning experience.

960 Dana May 31, 2010 at 8:49 pm

Can’t remember how old I was, but I remember that I had to figure it out myself. Since then it has been a great time.

961 L J May 31, 2010 at 10:20 pm

I found a razor in my dads ancient dopp kit tucked away in the garage. No shaving cream, no water, a little blood.

962 Andrew May 31, 2010 at 10:31 pm

I think I was 12 or 13. My dad taught me and I was pretty excited. I think I tried before that even though I had no hair.

963 Casey Sybrandy May 31, 2010 at 10:35 pm

It was either junior or senior year of high-school and I taught myself. He has a similar razor to what’s being given away, so I just borrowed it and didn’t even bother with the shaving cream. Wasn’t really that hard considering I couldn’t grow a beard if I tried then and it’s still pretty thin right now. For years I could get away with dry shaving, which was nice in the Army. Hell, I only shave once a week for work.

964 daniel kines May 31, 2010 at 11:22 pm

seeing that my mother had as much lip hair as i did at 14, she taught me everything i knew!!! hahaha

965 Geo May 31, 2010 at 11:24 pm

No special training here. A Bic disposable, can of cream and endless stream of toilet paper did the trick.

966 Dan May 31, 2010 at 11:35 pm

My stepdad handed me a disposable razor and a can of goo and told me to go at it. Apparently, his father never taught him to shave so he didn’t think it was necessary.

Little did I know that he had it all wrong! Somewhere in the last two years we both got into wetshaving and started to shave ‘the right way.’ I’m pretty sure he’s still using Mach3′s tho — I’ve moved onto double edged razors.

967 Michael Z Rork June 1, 2010 at 12:56 am

My first shave was fairly uneventful, but I definitely remember the feelings and thoughts leading up to it.

I remember feelig excited about the need and hoping I would grow facial hair soon. I started like many boys with a slightly darker mustash, and it slowly became sideburns as well.

My first few shaves were with an old electric razor that was originally my grandfathers. he had passed away just a year or two before I started shaving and I was proud to use his equipment. It was then a long while before I graduated to a Mach 3, and even longer before I started using a straight razor.

968 Christian Plante June 1, 2010 at 11:26 am

My first shave occurred when I was away from home at a summer camp. I squirreled away a cheap disposable razor in my pack, hid it from my parents really, and took it with me with the intent of shaving every day at this week long summer camp.
I was 11.
The first night I used my disposable razor, dry, and proceeded to cut the hell out of my face. My upper lip looked like I lost a fight, my chin looked like I fell off a bike, and surprisingly my cheeks came out unharmed.
One of the camp counsellors who was 17 and shaving daily figured it out immediately and pulled me aside. He said wait 2 days for the cuts to heal and we’ll do it right. The next time he showed me how to use shaving cream, and to rinse the blade in cold water regularly.
At the end of the week I had shaved 4 times and I was getting pretty decent at it. Frankly once that initial stubble/fuzz was shaved off there wasn’t much else to speak of but the point was that I was doing it. We all rush into adulthood at some point it seems, and that was my time.

969 Kyle F. June 1, 2010 at 11:37 am

The first time I ever put a razor to my face and shaved I was 13, and had used my father’s shaving brush to lather on the edge shaving creme he used. I used an old 2 bladed razor and promptly cut my chin open. My first time shaving yielded my first “battle scar” if you will. Although that was the first time I shaved for real, as a child I used to apply shaving creme to my face with his old brush when my dad would shave. As he was shaving with his razor, I’d run a no bladed razor (he removed the blades) down my face in synchronized fashion with him. It was a little right of passage to manhood. I look back on those memories fondly.

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