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!

801 Chris B. May 27, 2010 at 11:19 pm

The burning sensation is what i remember most. I was too young to have anything but peach-fuzz on my face. I did it without anyone knowing, and luckily I didn’t create a gory scene or endure any lose of flesh.

802 Jason May 27, 2010 at 11:55 pm

I used to get so excited as a child. My dad tells me I would get upset if I didn’t turn on his electric razor for him every morning. So at the age of 13 I think, I got an electric razor of my own for my birthday. I didn’t have much facial hair but I learned how to use it and it worked until I started growing real facial hair. It was after many years (25 actually) of shaving with 2, 3, 4 and 5 bladed razors just made shaving a chore I could do without. I finally picked up a saftey razor and started shaving every day (instead of once or twice a week) where I felt like I had finally become a man. I still love to shave every day!

803 Michael Daniels May 28, 2010 at 12:44 am

I was about twelve and my uncle taught me how to shave and I thought this was so exciting, until i had to shave with more frequency and experienced the joys of razor burn and cutting myself.

804 Matt Sullivan May 28, 2010 at 12:57 am

At six years old, I was fascinated with seeing my Dad shave. He was a mechanical engineer, a hunter, dog trainer, and could build or fix just about anything. It was a treat to catch him leaning over the bathroom sink with his single edge razor, relaxed but focused on shaving before work or a night out with my Mom. I would pretend to shave using a plastic toy knife and soap. Catching my reflextion in the mirror once he stopped shaving and cautioned me, “Make sure you’re moving your blade perpendicular to your face and never in the direction of the blade’s edge. You’ll cut yourself.” My first shaving lesson.

805 Vincent May 28, 2010 at 2:09 am

My father and I can’t grow a full beard. Our beards are spotty but we still must shave everyday. The beard will just never find its way into our fashion style. Anyway, my first shave I was 10. My dad helped me lather up and handed me a disposable bic. I copied his technique and tried not to cut myself.

806 Ben May 28, 2010 at 2:18 am

I first started shaving at 14 with a electric razor for practical reasons. Since I was 22, I’ve been shaving with a razor because I enjoy the ritual.

807 Sidney May 28, 2010 at 2:30 am

I didn’t shave until I was about 16. I really enjoyed my mustache until it got out of hand and I started to resemble a terrorist. My dad then showed me the light and short motions I should use when wielding a razor (disposable for a first timer like myself =P).
Been growing beards ever since =D

808 Stuart Martin May 28, 2010 at 5:01 am

My first shave was with a crappy electric razor I got for christmas many years ago. I used it for a few months and hated it. I then stepped up to a 5 blade cartridge razor. It is the same razor that I’ve been using for 5 years. I really want to get into to using a safety razor and then a straight razor. My dad never really taught my how to shave. I had to learn it all my self. I do see it as a rite of passage.

809 Michael May 28, 2010 at 8:44 am

My father never taught me how to shave either. My first shave was when I was 13 before my first real date. My father was working late, and I needed to shave. I went and looked at his cheap disposable razor, then thought better of it and grabbed his electric razor.

810 Jarret Blum May 28, 2010 at 9:28 am

It isn’t uncommon for a son to look up to and seek the advice of ones father…and I was no different.
I clearly remember my first shaving kit that was given to me by my father. I was probably five or six years old. I know what you are thinking…”No way a six year old had a hair on his face to shave”, and you are correct. Allow me to explaine…I looked up to my father and use to watch him shave every morning and I wanted to be like him, I wanted to be “big”. One day after work he came home with a present for me. He had it wrapped up in newspaper and as I quickly fumbled to unwrap it, what I found were three plastic razors, no metal (fisher price I think). Red, Blue and Yellow. Also included in the kit was a mini shaving cream, just like the Barbasol my father used. My eyes lit up and I asked him to go and shave with me. It was around 6pm and my mother had dinner ready and I’m sure the last thing my father wanted to do was go pretend shave with his 6 year old son. He told me that “Big boys shave in the morning after they shower”.
All night I was excited to try it out and when the morning came I knew it was time. After we all got out of the shower and wrapped our giant towels around us he lined me and my brother up (two years younger, nick name “Me Too”) our heads barely clearing the sink counter top. He showed us how to lather up properly, then he let me pick my “razor” I chose the blue and my brother chose the yellow. We mimicked each pass my father made. Rinsing the cream off in the single sink together after each pass. After making a mess and wiping up the bathroom he gave us a dab of aftershave (all I remember is that it was a yellow bottle) and for that moment in time, we were all men.
I don’t think I shaved with my father again until I was home for the summer between my college years.
I still remember the blue toy plastic razor and the tiny can of shaving creme, I remember feeling “big” and I will always remember my first shave.

811 Ryan May 28, 2010 at 9:32 am

I am shocked at the amount of men that fondly remember their first shave. My first time, I was absolutely terrified. So scared in fact that I initially went down the electric razor route, much to the dismay of the skin on my neck.

Now was the time to REALLY shave.
I remember standing in front of the mirror, staring down at the blue disposable Bic with two gleaming blades fixed in the head. Withth my Dad telling me what to do, I gently put the razor to my skin and exerted pressure. I had visions of pulling the razor down incorrectly and peeling a slice of my face off as though I was peeling a cucumber. However, it didn’t happen. Much like the 3 year old who realized getting their hair cut didnt hurt, the clouds separated as I shaved my face with a massive grin (pretty tough to do). The electric razor went in the garbage and I haven’t looked back.

812 Nardus May 28, 2010 at 10:01 am

I remember how my dad would use to nick him with the razor and then ended up with small bits of bandage. I was about six and decided that I will “shave” as well because that is what men do.
I ended up with bits of bandage all over my face as well, but I wore them with pride. That evening when dad came home he looked at me and asked what happenend and I proclaimed that I had my first shave today! He just laughed.

813 Lev May 28, 2010 at 10:32 am

My shaved for the first time, when I was 17, during that time I was in Australia as an exchange student and that’s when I decided a shave was in order. I went to a store and bought one of those four blade razors. Never really liked it that much and I only used in a couple of times, since my hair growth wasn’t that strong yet.
For Christmas that year my parents gave me an electric razor and I just traded it for a new “Braun 330″ which is pretty nice.

814 Lev May 28, 2010 at 10:33 am

I shaved for the first time, when I was 17, during that time I was in Australia as an exchange student and that’s when I decided a shave was in order. I went to a store and bought one of those four blade razors. Never really liked it that much and I only used in a couple of times, since my hair growth wasn’t that strong yet.
For Christmas that year my parents gave me an electric razor and I just recently traded it for a new “Braun 330″ which is pretty nice.

815 Lev May 28, 2010 at 10:34 am

I shaved for the first time, when I was 17, during that time I was in Australia as an exchange student and that’s when I decided a shave was in order. I went to a store and bought one of those four blade razors. Never really liked it that much and I only used in a couple of times, since my hair growth wasn’t that strong yet.
For Christmas that year my parents gave me an electric razor and I just recently traded it for a new “Braun 330″ which is pretty nice. Athough I’m really thinking about going ‘Old School’

816 Joe Luppino-Esposito May 28, 2010 at 10:47 am

My first shave was actually with an electric razor. My Dad pulled out his old one and showed me how to get it going, the right motions, the works. My first razor shave was when I fell victim to the Gillette razor-for-your-birthday trick. I actually got it on my 17th birthday (usually comes for 18… guess they knew I was already shaving) and I loved it. I’ve been using a razor ever since

817 Matt R May 28, 2010 at 11:29 am

I was never taught to shave. When I was 13, I found my father in a campground bathroom shaving with only a sink of cold water. When I asked if I could try, he told me that I was too young and it takes years to get your face used to the what he was doing (I can only guess now that he meant no hot water and no shaving cream). Disappointed, I sulked out of the bathroom and back to my tent. When we got home, I found he had bought me a cartridge razor with safety wires, so it was harder to cut myself, I could learn with. “Have at it, son.” So there I started, with a sink of water, a razor, and my imagination. I finally figured out shaving cream 6 months ago when I switched to a DE razor…. but I’m still just as content with a little bit of water :)

818 Aaron May 28, 2010 at 12:03 pm

I was around 15 or 16. My Dad took me into the bathroom, gave me his old Trac II handle and a new cartridge, and instructed me of how to shave. With the grain, use a hot towel first to soften the beard, go lightly with little pressure, etc. It was definitely a right of passage for me, and my parents helped to make it feel special, like another great step in becoming a man! It was an awesome day.

819 Chris May 28, 2010 at 12:24 pm

I will never forget my younger brother pulling at my towel as I tried in desperation not to cut myself with that shiny new razor. My father ended up getting a toy razor to distract him as I painstakingly cut myself three times wiping away a whole 13 years of adolescent hair growth. It was shortly there after I learned how well a septic pencil works! Those were the days!

820 Adam May 28, 2010 at 12:26 pm

My first shave was at around age 7 or 8. I found a razor (which, embarrassingly enough, I later learned was my mother’s leg-shaving razor) sitting on the bathroom window-sill, and decided that my non-existent whiskers needed a clean shave, without the aid of any shaving cream, soap, or water. Unfortunately for me, I ended up shaving off a good chunk of my upper lip, and had to go to bed with a plastic grocery bag wrapped around my pillow so it wouldn’t get stained with blood.

821 Sean O'Brien May 28, 2010 at 12:49 pm

My first shave came when i was in the fifth grade. Yes the fifth grade i was only eleven at the time but still had some dark hairs on my face. I had watched my Dad shave a few times when i was a child but i more or less watched my older brother shave. I did not let any one know that i was going to shave until after when i came out of the bathroom with a whole bunch of nicks on my face. It was a good earning experience and i was really excited to start to shave.

822 Mark May 28, 2010 at 1:32 pm

My first “shave” was with a metal spoon. I knew it wasn’t exactly shaving, but it was definitely a rite of passage. I was 8.

I grew up in a family of hairy men, so I knew my turn was coming early on. By 10, I had a thick peach fuzz going. All the junior-high ladies loved it. So my first official shave was with a single-blade Bic razor that my dad was probably about the throw away. I didn’t know any better… So I grabbed a bar of Ivory soap, lathered up, and pressed down on my face with the dull razor. It hurt like hell, but I thought that was part of the process. I was so cut up that it looked like I had red striped on my face.

I thought all of this was normal. There was no after shave left, so I remembered a conversation my dad had with one of his friends, “after shave is just alcohol with cologne.” Taking my dad’s worst literallyl, I splashed 98% isopropyl rubbing alcohol on my face…. and cried.

I didn’t shave for about a year after that…

823 George C. May 28, 2010 at 2:40 pm

Ahh, my first shave. I wanted to hang on to the very few whiskers I had; I felt pretty manly having them at my age (14). My parents bought me an electric razor that Christmas, and I was very excited to start shaving. I switched to a disposable razor later on and have stayed with it since.

824 Matthew B. May 28, 2010 at 3:45 pm

The youngest of 3 boys meant that I had plenty of time to sneak peeks at my brothers as they shave. I remember the can of Barbasol in the medicine cabinet next to the safety razor, but not daring enough to give that a try a reached around and grabbed one of my brothers bic disposables and the can of shave cream. I remember the taste of the shave cream as I deftly smear 1/3 of the can all over my face and neck. Five minutes later I am staring at a clean shaven 14 year old with a face that is starting to burn a bit, my next move was for the bottle of English Leather that I recieved from somewhere, probably handed down from one of my brothers, when all was said and done I had escaped without a cut and smelled like dimestore cologne as I made my way to school.

825 Cody Lee May 28, 2010 at 4:23 pm

I was forced to shave for the first time when i was 11. The previous year, when i was 10, i was given a shaving kit for christmas. It wasnt until i looked like someone has drawn small black lines all over my chin and upper lip did my dad force me to shave. I have been shaving ever since.

I can still remember tearing into that shaving kit from the previous christmas to break out a single blade Gillette razor, a small can of shaving cream, and a bottle of after-shave. I filled the sink up with hot water, as my dad instructed me, and liberally applied way too much shaving cream. And with the shaky hand of an 11 year old, deftly began the tedious process of trying to not cut myself. And I managed to take all the shaving cream off my face without cutting myself, only to have my dad laugh at me when he realized i still had the plastic cover over the blade.

With much embarrassment, i went to shave again and ended up cutting myself about 15 or so times. I looked like a roll of toilet paper had blown up in my face.

826 Brandon Medley May 28, 2010 at 5:55 pm

I was 13 or 14. I had watched my dad shaving when I was a young boy and as I was going through puberty I would inspect my face in the mirror all the time waiting for the day when my peach fuzz would be worthy of shaving. I did see it as a right of passage of sorts. When I finally had enough facial hair to warrant shaving, my dad gave me an old Gillette razor of his and came into my bathroom one evening and taught me how to shave.

827 Chris May 28, 2010 at 8:38 pm

My first shave was at the age of 14. I went to a rather strict school that required a clean shaven face. Many of the young guys never needed to worry about shaving because there was nothing to shave. I’ll never forget the day that one of the teachers approached me and told me I needed to shave. As a fourteen year old boy I felt a great since of pride to think that someone noticed that I was growing facial hair. I ran home and told my dad and he taught me how to shave. It was a big day.

828 K.C. Daniels May 28, 2010 at 9:46 pm

My first attempt at shaving came as a child with one of those fake kits, it even came with a brush and I had a ball (teenage mutant ninja turtles themed!). Fast forward a few years, me at about 16 (my genes give me a bit of a baby face, so I can go 2 days to this day without much hair showing at all), I started with one of those 3 or 4 blade deals. Under no instruction, I shaved the few hairs I had off. I never really even nicked myself. I had asked my mom for a brush and bar of shaving soap, and got it for Christmas but didn’t use it until about a year ago when I figured out that the red bumps on my neck/chin weren’t from pimples but from shaving with a multiblade, and after a few months of that, I got a safety razor.

My first shave with that ended in about 2 small nicks, but otherwise was eye opening into the tradition and attention to detail that safety razor shaving lends itself to.

829 Clarke May 28, 2010 at 10:10 pm

My brother showed me how actuallly, and went along with his advice and also seeing my dad do it. I was thirteen at the time and in need of cleaning up some peach fuzz that would eventually spread around and grow.

830 Brian Vaughn May 28, 2010 at 10:29 pm

I had watched my Dad shave for as long as I could remember. After expressing interest to both parents and getting the same response: “You’re still too young.” What’s a boy to do but try it when no one is looking. So that’s exactly what happened. Like most things in my life I taught myself how to shave by trial and error – mostly by error.

831 Brian Vaughn May 28, 2010 at 10:30 pm

I had watched my Dad shave for as long as I could remember. After expressing interest to both parents and getting the same response: “You’re still too young.” What’s a boy to do but try it when no one is looking. So that’s exactly what happened. Like most things in my life I taught myself how to shave by trial and error – mostly by error. And over time my skills have improved.

832 Chuch Scholz May 28, 2010 at 10:51 pm

I am not sure if it counts, but when I was about 5 my grandfather (who worked second shift as a steward at the American Legion) was getting ready for work. Though this was the mid 80′s he still shaved with an adjustable Gillette double-edge razor. After he was done, he would usually take the blade out and let me practice with the razor. He used to tell me that I needed to train my beard for a while before i started to use a blade.

He died in 1989 but to this day roughly 25 years later I still shave every day with that same Gillette razor using his soap mug. His brush had to be replaced some years ago but I remember him every morning during my morning routine.

I didn’t start using a blade until i was about 14, but by then I felt like an expert. I tried a couple of times to use the modern multi-blade razors but for some reason it just never felt right.

833 Mike May 28, 2010 at 11:19 pm

my first shave was at the ripe old age of 13. Not much there, but enough to feel it against you’re hand. My father passed when I was 7 so I was a little sheepish asking my mom how to shave but she taught me how, and I’ve followed the same process ever since.

834 Chris J May 28, 2010 at 11:29 pm

I had watched my father shave every morning with his heavy (at least to me) steel Gillette razor and a can of shaving cream. He would sometimes offer small instructions while I watched. My grandfather used a soap mug and a brush to lather his whiskers, but he also used a steel razor. Between them, I thought I had some knowledge of the act of shaving. Around 14 or 15, I decided that my peach fuzz had to go. I applied the cream, inserted the blade into the razor and carefully moved it across my face, only to find that this razor was pulling the hair out instead of cutting it. Imagine the look on my face when my father told me that I had grabbed the blade that my mother used to shave her legs!

835 Matt May 29, 2010 at 12:08 am

I was about the age of 15 when I was pressured into my first shave. I was on a youth group missions trip in Minnesota when my face first felt a blade. The group I was with kept complaining of the scraggly dark hairs popping out from my chin and neck. Looking back on it now I can see how the sparse facial hair I had was pretty unattractive but I was just a dumb teenager hoping more would grown in, eventually. After a vote, my female youth group leader gave me one of her unused disposable razors and told me to soap up my face and shave off the few bits of manliness I had accumulated on my face. It felt good to be doing something that all men do and one day I would be doing as a routine. I never really marveled at my father shaving since shaving with an electric razor really isn’t that interesting. I must admit that even though I had shaved off my hard earned chin hair it felt good to be attractive to the cute girls in the youth group again.

836 Brent May 29, 2010 at 1:19 am

My first shaving experience was in 8th grade before the end of the year party/swimming pool extravaganza/picnic. I didn’t even notice that it was an appropriate time to begin that phase of my life, and the not-so-peach-colored peach fuzz that was firmly planted on my lip drew my mothers attention. my dad didn’t use a real razor, he used and electric, and so my first shaving experience was slightly snubbed. i did walk away feeling much more dapper and proud.
later i had to teach myself how to shave as i transitioned away from electric to the cartridge, and had to convince and then teach my dad how to shave in the process!
i hope to someday pass down a real shaving experience devoid of multiple awkward stages and an aversion for a classical manly pastime.

837 Gustavo Bernal May 29, 2010 at 1:51 am

The first time I shaved I was 14. My mom and sisters were making fun of my 3 beard hairs and the “dirt on my upper lip” (my mustache was growing). I didn’t have a dad, so I just did what I saw in the movies. I had a disposable Bic razor, soap (I didn’t know you actually needed shaving cream) and a bottle of Brute aftershave I used as cologne. I worked up a lather, basically just made sure my face had enough bubbles, and went to work. I didn’t cut myself, but man, did it burn after I put on the after shave. I used that burning as an opportunity to not shave again until I was 16, when my mom bought me an electric razor; conenient, but not the same as knowing you control something dangerous and manly in your hans as a razor blade you use on your face (enter Tim “Toolman” Taylor grunts here). But since then, I graduated (downgraded to some) to a 5-blade razor and am now commited to showing my 2yo son how to properly shave when he gets “of shaving age.”

838 David Cronin May 29, 2010 at 2:04 am

I think it was when I was 13. My mother had to tell me to shave. My father did not do things like that, and he still doesn’t. I could shave twice a day on long days. My father told me in boot camp he could go two days without shaving. Bad for me, good for him.

839 Matthew May 29, 2010 at 2:31 am

Can’t remember my Dad teaching me the way to properly shave. Last year I was walking by a shaving store and decided to pop in. The sole worker named Jesus taught me about straight razor’s, safety razors, the importance of lathering, why to buy a badger hair brush, and after shave balm. He generously gave me a nice starter kit with oils, shaving cream, after shave balm, and a brush.
Where my Dad fell short, Jesus provided for me, and taught me this manly art.

840 Stefan | StudySuccessful.com May 29, 2010 at 4:38 am

I was 13, had a little not that good looking hairs under my nose already.

As I felt strange, I stole my dads electric razor and did it in the bathroom. So I teached it myself I guess. Then, after a couple of months, I bought my first razor and from that point on, I shave with a razor, nothing electric.

841 Kevin Marney May 29, 2010 at 5:16 am

As best as I can remember my first shave was with a Trac II razor and a can of Gillette Foamy. My dad kept several double edge razors on his side of the sink but I don’t recall ever seeing him use them. The Trac II was his main razor and being 14 I wasn’t about to go and spend money on a frivolous thing such as a razor. I only shaved my top lip for a couple of years before I needed to start shaving the rest of my face. Funny to think about it now but my facial hair was still soft and fuzzy. I could have probably gotten by with putting some milk on my face and just let the cat lick the hair off. Love the website, thank you.

842 David Jones May 29, 2010 at 10:52 am

My first shave was at 13. I had watched my dad shave since I was a little kid. My grandfather shaved with a safety razor but my dad shaved with cheap disposable razors. My dad taught me how to shave and it was, in my mind, a right of passage. I was officially a man after that shave.

843 Aaron G. May 29, 2010 at 11:49 am

My father started the process of me shaving by pointing out all the “peach fuzz” when I was about 14. I didn’t take action until it was so bad that coaches were mentioning it during practice. So one day after school I walked upstairs to the bathroom and shut the door. I had watched my dad many times and I thought it looked simple. I’m sure I messed up but I got the job done, coming out of that bathroom I knew I was one step closer to being a man.

844 Zachary S. May 29, 2010 at 2:03 pm

Ahh yes my first shave. When I was at the young age of thirteen I had gotten my first crop of “peach fuzz”. Unfortunately with my pale complexion it looked more creepy then becoming. I had noticed this and decided I would do something about it.

I went into my father’s bathroom selected one of his fine, plastic razors (note the sarcasm please) and, copying the method seen in many movies, I went to work. I applied an extremely liberal amount of cream to my hand and picked up the razor. By the time I lifted the razor to the level of my face, some of the cream from the cloud that resided on my face slid from my chin and all over the blue chambray shirt I was wearing at the time. In my panic I went to find a towel to wipe it off and managed to get most of the foam off.

After the small panic I resumed my place at the bathroom mirror and picked up the razor and began to scrape it across my skin. I used a level of care comparable to an artist scraping his brush across his white canvas. Work was slow but, all the years of idealizing this act had brought it to nothing less then a pedestal of manhood in my eyes. With all of that said once I had finished and removed the remaining cream from my face, I was left with three nicks in my face (all bleeding quite considerably). Again staining my favorite shirt! I picked up the towel from the previous fiasco and applied pressure. I used three of the smallest band-aids I had ever seen and left the bathroom. Later that day, my hack-job face was met with the amusement of my cohorts at the coffee house.

Truly a memorable day and experience.

845 Ryan May 29, 2010 at 2:36 pm

Around 14 I decided one day to give it a try on the peach fuzz – I did not like getting facial hair so I wanted it off. My Father travelled on the road and he was gone for the week, so I just took my mom’s used (!) disposable razor and shaved it off. It was not a good experience. From then on I used new disposable razors that we had in the main bathroom (Dad had his own half bath). It wasn’t till years later I found out from my Mom how crushed my Father was because he wanted to be there to teach me to shave. I coulda learned good stuff since he used, and still uses his military kit from Vietnam (injector razor, old spice, brush and mug).

Follow up: I always felt a little bad for my Father and as I have recently gotten into shaving with mug, brush, and a double edge razor (Love it by the way) I got my Father for his birthday a new brush (his was like 30 years old with four hairs left) and premium Old Spice scent mug soap- and though few words were said, we had an understanding that things had finally come full circle.

846 Chris May 29, 2010 at 2:37 pm

I was 14 and just started high school ROTC. I came home and asked my parents if they could buy my a razor to shave with. My dad said he would do one better and took me up stairs to bathroom and pulled out his old strait razor. He took the time to show my how to use it properly, using a warm wet towel to soften the whiskers, building up a lather with the brush and applying an even coat to my face, how strop he blade just before use and then bring the blade to skin. I still remember the sphincter factor going through the roof as pressed the blade to my face for the first time and the feeling of accomplishment I had when I walked away with a perfectly smooth face and not a single nick. The second time wasn’t as successful; I stood at attention awaiting inspection, when the First Sergeant got to me he looked my up and down and what if I used a soup can lid to shave with (half a dozen nicks and and a small gash just below my left ear) when I told him I used a strait razor he just cocked his head to the side like a confused dog and said “You may want to invest in a Mach3″ .
My mother bought me a Mach 3 after she saw my face, but I continued to use that strait razor and still do to this day, especially when I feel like showing off.

847 Kenny Keslar May 29, 2010 at 5:48 pm

I was either a freshman or sophomore in high school. My dad taught me with a razor similar to the Mach-3.. but with only 2 blades… eventually I got myself a Mach3.. and have switched to electric a few years ago because it was quicker.. but am considering switching

848 Sean May 29, 2010 at 6:33 pm

I think I was around 12 or 13. I was never taught/shown how to shave, but I was told to shave. So I stole one of my sister’s (unused… you sicko) razors and started going to town. For some reason, I felt the need to hide what I was doing, as if my family/friends wouldn’t notice that the seven whiskars (read: three) that I called my mustache was gone. All I knew is that I wanted a mustache like the Mario Bros. At the age of 22, I’m still nowhere close.

849 Guillaume May 29, 2010 at 7:29 pm

I was 16 the first time I shaved. Not having a father around growing up and being the oldest son, I felt as though my first shave marked the time I should put away my childish concerns and start becoming the “man of the house”. It was the beginning of a lifetime of deciding if my acyions were those of a man or not.

850 Ben Maddox May 29, 2010 at 9:33 pm

I remember my first shave because my brother at age fifteen already grew a mustach and goatee. I was two and a half years younger, and it was right at my thirteenth birthday. We lived on a small farm with no running water, so I pumped up a bucket of cold water, and I heated it some on our woodburning cookstove in the kitchen. Not enough because I was too eager to wait. My dad bought the cheapest safety blades available with the brand name of “Blue Star,” which were terrible. My brother showed me how to lather up the brush from the shaving soap in dad’s shaving mug. I smeared the lather all over my face and lip, then I took the first stroke at my upper lip and cut it a nick. Boy it did sting. I proceeded to shave my cheeks almost to my eye lashes, and I then started shaving my neck. I have a small mole on the right side near where my shirt colar hits, and I sliced off the top of the mole. It bled for over two hours, and I was hot, sweaty and not happy that I still had my babyface after the ordeal. However, my older brother and sister told me I did okay for my first time. All my dad said was, “You’ll be doing this for the rest of your life, now that you have started.” He did grin because his youngest boy was now growing up. I still consider that it was a minor step toward manhood which I was proud enough of I bragged about it to my buddies at school that fall going into the eighth grade.

851 James Johanson May 29, 2010 at 9:37 pm

My first shave happened when I was about 14 years old. I was playing sports in middle school and someone pointed out to me that I had hair on my chin. I didn’t even realize it until then for whatever reason, but I knew I had come to a new stage in my life. That night my dad taught me all about the art of shaving.

852 Robert Campopiano May 29, 2010 at 9:54 pm

I started shaving in 8th grade. I has started to get a few whiskers on my chin, so I figured it was time to start. Got a Trac II and a can of shaving cream (I know better now) and started shaving. It was a big step toward manhood.

853 Brandon May 29, 2010 at 11:15 pm

Technically, my first shave was in high school and I don’t remember much about it. It didn’t feel like a rite of passage, just something I was supposed to do.

What did feel like a rite of passage was when I received my safety razor, brush, and Proraso shaving cream. It was last Christmas. I was 24. Before that Christmas, shaving was a chore. It was that day I discovered shaving as an art form.

854 Chris Cornils May 30, 2010 at 12:59 am

I began “scraping” the hair off my face when I was around 14, using one of the modern 5 blade razors. It was sufficient for the little stubble I could produce at the time. I didn’t begin “shaving” till a few months ago when I bought my very first Double Edge Safety Razor. I started with a decent Parker razor and a moderately priced badger hair brush. Wow, I can’t believe the difference. I take great pleasure in the whole process of working the soap to a lather, brushing it on, then carefully and with sure strokes removing it and the few days of growth from my face. Not only does it feel more manly but it is a significantly better shave, and it saves me a small fortune in replacement blades.

855 O.B May 30, 2010 at 6:36 am

My first shave was at the age of 14.
Again – the fuzz factor took a part. and I had no one to instruct me (I believe my dad was out of the country at the time) so I just shaved. However, as a child, my dad used to take off the cartridge of a razor he used and let me “shave” with it on Saturdays, so I kinda had a clue what I was doing.
Today I use a “cut throat” razor.

856 Ben May 30, 2010 at 10:13 am

My first shave was around 13 or 14. I waited until dad was out and used his razor and cream. It was a cartridge, so I thankfully didn’t slash myself, but I did make a mess! I had no real reason other than curiosity.

857 Nealtse May 30, 2010 at 2:30 pm

My first shave, I was around 14, and my dad bought me an electric razor, I used it once and never touched it again, preferring to use his razor and brush set :) I eventually learned to take my time and really get familiar with the grain of my hair.

858 Christopher Byrd(Flycbyrd) May 30, 2010 at 3:53 pm

As a young man being 16 years old my dad decided to by me a braun electric shaver. I am by no means an electric shaver now im a de shaver. I remember shaving my peach fuz with it for about two years, i hated it. Eventually my facial hair got to touch for any electric so i went to Gillette and got me a fusion i would consider this to be my first shave. I remember being very excited and nervous as i began to put the creamy goop on my face right out of the gillette can. I remember my first pass to this very day. I was thinking to my self wow im a man now, and at the same time i was thinking to myself this sure is sharp. I also remember the severe amount of weepers i had all over my face. Now im 21 and have retired my gillete fusion and have retreaded back to the older way of life. I defintely will be a double edge shaver til the day i die. Everyday wet shaving is just as exciting to me as my first real shave except much much cleaner and no irritation. I would love to win this as i own no merkurs and have never used ant of the 3 T’s. Im a red tip flare gillete and feather user, with Co Bigelow and badger. If you have yet to experience a safety razor i would highly recommend it.your face will too.

859 Mohammad May 30, 2010 at 5:10 pm

My first shave was somewhere in middle school, my dad ran me through it standing next to him, with an Gillette razor. I got a few nicks and cuts, but at then I remember walking out pretty darn proud of what I’d done.

860 George Chan May 30, 2010 at 5:11 pm

I was fifteen when I had my first shave out of boredom. I “borrowed” my brother’s Mach 3 and hacked away with no shaving cream. My face felt raw for the next two days. I didn’t really have much real facial hair, mostly thick fuzz.

861 Dallas Huybregts May 30, 2010 at 5:15 pm

I remember shaving with my Dad when I was four or five. I used a disposable bic with the safety cover on and way, way too much shaving cream.

Now i use my Grandfather’s Gillette safety razor, the razor he learned to shave with in the early 1940s.

862 Jacob S. May 30, 2010 at 5:21 pm

I don’t really remember, but it must’ve been sometime in middle school. Went to a local pharmacy bought myself a Mach 3 and one of those canned shaving cream. I don’t really remember it being particularly memorable. As the years went on, and the number of blades in a single cartridge increased from 3 to 4 then to 5, I got tired of the ever increasing prices of the cartridges, and switched to a straight edge razor. After nicking myself several times in the beginning and finding out that straight edge razor was just not practical, I made the switch to double edge safety razor and have been using it ever since.

863 Corbin May 30, 2010 at 5:21 pm

My first shave happened in the middle school locker room. My buddy got some disposable razors and gave me one with some shaving cream like it was all contraband. At that point, I hadn’t learned anything from my father on how to shave correctly to ensure a clean performance but it was a dry shave and I did it very quickly because I didn’t want anyone seeing me. I did see it as a rite of passage however, because I could not grow hair steadily, it made me feel the exact opposite of maturing.

864 Vincent Cantraine May 30, 2010 at 5:25 pm

I was about 12 years old, I guess. Totally excited to shave those 5 tiny blond fuzzy hairs. Nowadays, it became a daily routine, nothing special.

865 Clyde Simmons May 30, 2010 at 5:25 pm

Ahh… yes, my first shave. I was about 13 when I asked my parents if i could shave the “peach fuzz” off of my face. My mother said definitely not, so my Dad had to agree haha. We went to my grandparents house that weekend, and my grandparents had cable at the time. I let my parents think I had fallen asleep watching tv, and snuck into my Grandfather’s bathroom and opened his shaving kit. It was amazing how I felt until the belt came across my backside the next day. haha good times

866 Cam Jamieson May 30, 2010 at 5:30 pm

My was very young when I had my first shave – 12 years old. I had waited too long and was already very hairy and had impressive sideburns for that age. My first shave was with a Mach 3 Razor and I cut myself pretty badly.

867 Burn May 30, 2010 at 5:40 pm

My first shave was the same night as my first kiss. I was at my girlfriend’s house, watching 12 Angry Men for extra credit in Humanities class. (Not the most romantic of movies, I’ll admit, but no matter.) She kissed my cheek, and was tickled by the fuzz there. She took my hand, led me to the bathroom, gave me an awful disposable orange and white razor, and a bar of soap. I improvised, cut the mole on my cheek, and survived mostly intact. The upper lip was tricky, but with all the patience of an excited teen I muddled through.

868 Frito May 30, 2010 at 5:46 pm

I think I was about 14. I needed to shave for a long time but my dad didn’t want me to start shaving. He knew what everyone who shaves knows; once you start you never stop. I used an electric razor. I shaved poorly.

869 Cleveland Noel May 30, 2010 at 5:47 pm

I don’t remember exactly how old I was at the time, but I was probably in the neighborhodd of 13-14. I do believe I nicked myself a bit during my first few attempts at shaving. It did feel like a kind of “right of passage,” now that I think of it…

870 Brian May 30, 2010 at 5:49 pm

My first REAL shave happened right after I graduated high-school. Up until then I was content to pass an electric “shaver” over my fuzz every other morning. My Grandfather brought me along for a couple months of traveling in South America, and I naively brought along the electric face buzzer. When I finally realized it was not compatible with South American electrical outlets it was too late. I had no other choice but to try My Grandfathers intimidating looking safety razor he had carried on his travels since the roaring 20′s. I was half expecting a hospital trip in the near future due to blood loss, but as he talked me through it I discovered what a joy it really was to have a traditional wet-shave. Ever since that one fateful shave in Brazil I have never gone back to the Electrics.

871 Matt Edie May 30, 2010 at 5:51 pm

My dad was always an electric razor user. But he does have a fine collection of Old Spice bottles. He just didn’t collect them he used it too. I always remember the aroma of Old Spice in the air on a Sunday morning before church. He never really sat me down and taught me about shaving, but I do remember watching in wonder many a times.

As for my first time, it had to be in high school. I too started off with an electric razor. But now I’m a convert to the safety razor. And I get all my supplies from West Coast Shaving!

872 John Sherrill May 30, 2010 at 5:54 pm

I shaved for the first time when I was 12. I snuck my stepdad’s razor and can of shaving cream and locked myself in the bathroom. I don’t think I cut myself or anything. I remember thinking afterward “That’s it? What’s the big deal.”

Obviously, my dad didn’t teach me to shave. I remember watching him a few times but thats it. I think shaving is a rite of passage and I think I missed out on a part of it, bonding with my dad. My mom bought me my first razor. For years I hated shaving. It wasn’t until about 6 months ago, when I started wet shaving, that shavin became a pleasure rather than a chore.

873 Lee May 30, 2010 at 6:05 pm

I was 12 when I first shaved with a blade. When I was little I had one of my dad’s old razors with no blade along with my own shaving soap and brush so I could “shave”. By the time I was 12 my parents started getting after me that I really needed to start shaving since I was getting this nice peach fuzz beard going on. Then one day I saw a commercial for the Schick Protector razor and had to have it, I don’t remember if it was because of the bright red handle or the commercial with a Baja truck in it that hooked me. Anyway, my parents got me that razor and I shaved with it; other than the safety wires being perfect for catching peach fuzz and causing the razor to clog it was a smooth shave. I even have a picture of me shaving somewhere as my dad snuck in the bathroom and took a photo to commemorate this time.

874 William May 30, 2010 at 6:06 pm

My first shave was about a year and a half to two years ago (im 17 now). I had been growing an “Irish Beard” as my dad says. A beard on my around my chin and neck but it wasnt even and did not connect with my mustache. I finally got fed up with it and went into the bathroom to finally shave it off. I used canned shaving cream and a disposable razor and have been using them since. I didnt have anyone teach me like a lot of people who commented here, i did it by memory mostly. I did it without nicking myself and was pretty smooth after words. Took me almost a week to get a 5 o’clock shadow after that, haha.

875 Josh Ressel May 30, 2010 at 6:06 pm

Similar to many guys, my first shave came around 13 years of age. Nothing too special, just a simple disposable and a can of Gillette cream. I honestly don’t recall whether or not my dad walked me through it.

What is much more memorable is my first safety razor shave. I mangled the heck out of my neck and gave myself the worst case of razor burn. However, now I shave every day using either my grandpa’s old Gillette safety razor or my dad’s very 1st safety razor. I won’t ever be going back to cartridges.

876 Allen May 30, 2010 at 6:12 pm

I remember my first shave quite vividly!

I was the age of 15 and I remember I had sneaked in a razor that I had bought at the store. I knew there would be laughter about shaving my fuzz, so I treated it as if it were a piece of contraband. I was so determined to have done it on my own when my father hadn’t taught me that I rushed the process. Lo and behold, I was going so quickly that I moved the blade straight across my cheek, leaving three distinctive straight cuts the length of my cheek.

Not only did I not hear the end of it, but I wore it as a badge of shame when going to school!

877 Russ May 30, 2010 at 6:12 pm

I’ve been shaving since about 13 or 14 with a random assortment of electrics, cartidges, and then finally, a safety razor with a badger brush. The true shaving revelation, however, came when I picked up a straight razor for the first time. I’d finally gotten a job after graduating college, and I celebrated by putting my first day’s pay into a strop and a vintage straight called “The Black Demon.” I dutifully waited on the straight, shaving only every other day so that when it came, I’d have plenty of stubble for it. When it showed up, I wiped the oil off of it and headed for the bathroom. The shave wasn’t quite the smoothest I’d ever had, but it was more than presentable and the winning touch was that there was none of the irritation that usually burned my face and no bloody weepers that I’d resigned myself to always getting from a shave. It was smooth, it was painless and it was utterly badass. I haven’t looked back, the bulk pack of blades I bought several months ago and my two DE razors now sit in the bathroom collecting dust, waiting for me to go on a trip where I can’t take the straight, because otherwise they won’t get much use.

878 Thomas May 30, 2010 at 6:15 pm

It’s funny because I was going through an old photo album and there’s picture of me completing my first shave! I was using a single blade Bic stick shaver and Barbasol Shave Cream. Can’t believe I was ever that uncivilized. Now I use a Gillette Fusion and only lather up with a badger brush and shave soap for a superior, comfortable shave!

879 Travis May 30, 2010 at 6:23 pm

Some of the few times I shaved with an electric shaver were my first few shaves. Definitely without Dads help snuck and and got those few long strangled hairs.

880 John May 30, 2010 at 6:32 pm

I definitely remember my first shave. I went up to my dad and asked if I could used one of his razors and some shaving cream and he obliged. I left for my bathroom, ready for a lesson in the finer points of hair removal but found that my dad hadn’t followed me. So I dragged him into the bathroom and asked to teach me how it was all done. He must have been busy with something else because all he really said was “put on the cream, then shave. It’s simple.” He also brought in some after shave and told me to put in on when I was done. I guess his lesson was good enough because I still simply put on shaving cream, then shave, then put on the same after shave he used so long ago.

881 Fechter May 30, 2010 at 6:39 pm

I remember being 14 and having peach fuzz. I think I found a “safety razor” and proceeded to cut myself to shreds. Luckily it was Summer and didn’t have to face too many people.

882 Robert May 30, 2010 at 6:42 pm

My first “official” shave was the day after my 17th birthday… my sister and her husband had given me a brand new Wilkinson Sword Bonded Razor (the first cartridge razor), a can of Noxema shave cream, and the biggest bottle of Old Spice that I’ve ever seen, before or since. Although my dad had never given me any formal instruction, remembered images of watching him shaving when I was a young lad guided my technique in those early days. Now, 35 years later, I shave each day as he had so long ago… with a vintage double edge razor, a well broken-in boar’s hair shaving brush (beats a badger hands down), and an Old Spice mug filled with Williams Shaving Soap. I own a few soaps with price tags that would make your eyes pop, but Williams still fits the bill for me very nicely. Finish it all up with a splash of Musgo Real aftershave, and man, I feel like a million!

883 Richard May 30, 2010 at 6:50 pm

I started growing facial hair around 11 or 12, but I didn’t really bother with it until 15 or so. I had a really gnarly beard by then, it was summer, and it was hot. So I grabbed some scissors to chop it down to a more reasonable length, then cracked open the razor I’d gotten for Christmas a few years earlier and went to town. Actually did a semi-decent job; went slowly and carefully and didn’t cut myself or anything. I didn’t, and still don’t, see it as anything more than a necessity to shave…these days I just keep a short beard.

884 Steve May 30, 2010 at 7:02 pm

My first shave… a Gillette Mach 3 razor. The beginnings of dark hair just above my lip and a few strays below. As I recall, a few nicks. The next time, I asked my dad to give me some pointers. Much better. He even shaved the back of my neck, which became my favorite part about getting my hair cut at the barbershop. My lovely wife gifted me with a safety razor for Christmas. I count that shave as a first, because it was unlike any other shave I’ve had before. Of course, I gave myself a substantial razor burn, but I have since developed the touch and will never go back. It has become for me a ritual and a moment of silence before I start my day.

885 Blake May 30, 2010 at 7:06 pm

I was about 15 or so.

I had sprouted the odd hair on my chin and had let it grow to an obscene length. Surrounded by peach fuzz, I had the natrual inclination to shave. “If I shave, more hair will grow and it’ll be thicker!” I thought. So I borrowed my dad’s single bladed razor, unsure if it was a Gilette or another brand since my dad has made an ungrade in rescent years (No I still don’t borrow his razor!).

Ever the novice with technique, I just went from what I had seen on TV. Homer teaching Bart from the Simpsons sprang to mind. I didn’t even nic myself the first time either, which was a plus. I had managed to only nic myself a handful of times after my many years of shaving since.

Even though I wasn’t growing facial hair at an alarming rate I did go out to the local store and bought a Mach 3 razor (this was when it was the newest thing on the market). And from then on I made it a weekly habit of shaving. Recently I was given my grandfather’s old safety razor, so I’m looking to see how it was done back in the 40s here soon.

886 Kieran May 30, 2010 at 7:21 pm

I was 12 years old and had so much fuzz that I didn’t really have a choice. Unfortunately my dad had a beard (since he was 18) so he wasn’t much use in explaining shaving – in fact I don’t think I even asked him. I probably should have because if I had my first shave probably wouldn’t have been a dry-shave with a disposable razor.

Since then it’s been self taught as I progressed from dry shaving to wet and from disposables to slightly-less disposables. Been thinking about the jump to straight/DE shaving for a while now.

Oh and at 12 it was weekly shaves. By 14 it was daily. 10 years later, that’s over 3,500 shaves which is staggering.

887 Austin May 30, 2010 at 7:26 pm

I was 14 years old, the night before my first day of high school. I was very excited and kept talking to my family about growing up, maturing, and becoming a man. After awhile, my father, who had been largely unmoved by my exuberance, looked at me and said, “since you’re becoming a man, we better shave that fuzz off of your face.” I had become a man.

888 Jamie May 30, 2010 at 7:31 pm

I remember being in 6th grade and being the only one with any facial hair whatsoever, and it was entirely embarrassing. Of course all the other kids were jealous, but I wanted to hide under my desk. I remember not having a beard, but definitely sideburns and probably a bit of a ‘stache.

Either that year or the year after, my father (with whom I didn’t live) got me, as a christmas gift, a shaving kid (razor, cream, etc wrapped seperately) Once I saw the shaving cream, I knew what the other things were, and didn’t even open them in front of my family, because I was too embarrassed.

Ended up growing a beard later, and as a matter of fact, yesterday I shaved for the first time in about a year. It’s not a pleasant thing.

I think I’ll keep my beard – but I’ll start keeping it neater (my wife thinks I look like a mountain man half the time :-)

889 Andrew McCallum May 30, 2010 at 7:37 pm

I was 12 or 13. My face was covered in peach fuzz. My Dad took me into the bathroom and lathered me up. He handed me his old razor with a new blade and told me to go with the grain.

890 Josey Blythe May 30, 2010 at 7:55 pm

I had my first shave on a school trip of sorts to New Zealand; my freshman summer in high school. Nothing major was growing yet, only a few wispy hairs on my upper lip had started to change color. Being on my own for the first time, I became really self-conscious, and talked a member of my host family to drive me to a grocery store. I went in alone and bought some shaving cream and a cartridge razor, and a few other things just to camouflage the shaving equipment. Late that night, I crept into their bathroom and attempted to open the fiercely shrink wrapped package, that has yet to be bested, with nothing but a travel tooth brush and some fingernail clippers. I remember an hour passing, but I finally scraped off those hairs with minimal blood loss; was clean shaven from then on.

891 Ray Crego May 30, 2010 at 8:01 pm

My first shave was when I was 6th grade and I started shaving my little mustache that kept wanting to grow in. I went upstairs and shaved my ‘mustache’. When I finished I went downstairs to see if my family would notice the (to me) obvious change. Nobody did (until I had to point it out). My first full on shave where I needed to shave the beard area was during early high-school.

892 John May 30, 2010 at 8:04 pm

My first real shave took place when I was 12. My dad brought me in and told me that there comes a time when every man must start shaving and my time was now. I had been watching my dad shave for years and was always fascinated by it. Now with the chance to do it myself I was excited, feeling like I was taking another step into becoming a man. My dad taught me how to wet-shave properly with a DE razor, shave soap, and brush. I used his from time to time until my beard really started coming when I was 15 and I decided to start using Gilette’s Mach products. Big mistake, I should have kept with my father’s tools. After 7 years of razor burn I decided it was time to make the switch back to what my father taught me. Now my neck and face are clear of blemishes and my wife is happier than ever with my skin. Thanks for teaching me about being a man Dad!

893 Rudy Hernandez May 30, 2010 at 8:14 pm

I grew up in a boarding school, so lots of the older boys were already shaving. One day Mr. S. stopped me in the hallway and said are you trying to grow a moustache? He promptly issued me my disposible razor and shaving cream.

894 Dane Lopes May 30, 2010 at 8:41 pm

My old man taught me how to shave. I think I was 12 or 13 when he first taught me. I was curious watching him do it and said I wanted to learn. He was happy to oblige. Started with a safety razor with the blade removed.Used old fashioned shave soap and a bristle brush. Hot water to the face. Then lathered the soap and applied with the brush. “Shaved” sans blade and then a cold rinse and some of his aftershave. Great memories. It surely was a rite of passage that I hope to hand down someday myself.

895 Kenneth Mendenhall May 30, 2010 at 9:11 pm

My first shave was in 7th grade. I don’t remember having any peach fuzz for some reason, just blondish-brown whiskers on my upper lip. I actually went to my dad and told him I wanted to shave off my “mustache”. I used his old cartridge razor that he’s had forever. I didn’t think of it as a rite of passage, I just wanted to get rid of that “mustache”.

896 Nolan Bryan Lynch May 30, 2010 at 9:43 pm

Probably 13ish.

897 Matthew Crumbaker May 30, 2010 at 9:45 pm

I could, and have, written an essay on this one. They say you never forget your first and I didn’t–6th grade. I was that kid with a “dirty upper lip” pretty early on, but mine was less a pronouncement of quasi-manhood and more an ode to then University of Florida QB Kerwin Bell (google images and you’ll get it). My dad hated the thing, and I loved that he hated it, but he got the last laugh on it. I remember him calling me into the bathroom with the sink running piping hot, that distinct smell of Barbasol (makes me think of my father everytime I smell it), and that dreaded blue Bic razor(those have to be some sort of torture instrument) sitting on the sink–guess he gave up on the “put milk on it the cat will lick THAT off” idea. Learned a few things: Don’t use cheap razors, “in shaving there’s nothing wrong with saving face–slow and steady is the pace”, shaving cream tastes terrible (my old man put a handful right in my mouth pretending to apply it to my lip, much to the delight of my sisters). After your recent article on straight razors I thought about giving them a whirl in the hopes that they’d give me a better shave (I have that Nixon Shadow), but I’d love to start with this before taking that big leap…though I might need to find some Barbasol scented air freshener.

898 R. B. Dobson May 30, 2010 at 9:48 pm

My first shaving experience ended up in the Emergency Room. It was the seventies and I was about ten years old. I locked myself in the bathroom and got out my dads razor. My dads razor was the type that had a flexible razor blade coiled up inside the head and (If you knew what you were doing, which I didn’t, you would turn a dial and expose a new section of blade). Using my advanced ten year old intellect I decided to use a G.I. Joe M-1 Garand rifle and wedged it under the blade. Then I started to pull. I managed to pull out about three inches of blade before the plastic Joe rifle snapped and sent my hand into the blade. My pinkie finger slid around the blade and stopped when it reached the bone. Needless to say and ran to my dad a screaming bloody mess and got a trip to the hospital, 12 stitches latter the doctor sent me home. The next day my dad gave me a Childs toy razor and a can of shaving cream, I guess he thought I needed to practice a bit.

899 Damien May 30, 2010 at 10:04 pm

Leading up to my first real shave, when I was 9 I would camp in my living room pretending I was an adventurer traveling to new lands, I would get a sheet and make a tent out of it put a sleeping bag in there and a toy gun. I had a little mirror,some old spice aftershave(don’t know where I got the old spice from), shave creme, a bowl of water and a popsicle stick. I used a popsicle stick because all that was in the house was my moms pink razors, it was only me and my two younger brothers one sister and our mom. So I would lay in my tent, lather up and shave away I felt like a real outdoors man. Then some years past I was about 17 or 18 I had a lot of peach fuzz a little dark hairs around my chin and upper lip, I bought my first razor some cheap disposable one, I lathered up and shaved thinking to my self I can’t what till I get a full beard.

900 Garrett May 30, 2010 at 10:12 pm

I can’t really remember how old I was, but I do remember using a cheap disposable razor. It turned out alright, but I am sure glad I switched to wet-shaving. My dad still uses those crappy disposables….I need to switch him over!

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