For quite some time now I have been aggravated by what could only be described as head stubble, the combined result of electric clippers and most of my hair falling out, but of course, not all of it. The result seemed mangy and sharp, like fine gauge wires poking out of my head at uneven intervals. It really bugged me, so I decided I needed a shave, with a razor. A little scary to say the least but that is how I ended up at Valentine's, Men's Grooming Salon. Old fashioned head shaving, like on TV, is apparently a dying art. After calling many local barbers, they all said the same thing, "Call Valentine".
So I did, and thankfully he agreed. From what I could tell, Valentine gave me a Classic Sirotski Shave, luxurious with heated shaving cream, rich with hot towels and a razor so sharp that in the end, my head shimmered like a pool on a hot day in Vegas, yet felt soft and smooth, like the petal of a flower. Wow, my head no longer felt like yesterday's spoiling leftovers, but something wonderful, the work of a craftsman.The staff was welcoming, the other guests were kind, gracious and tolerant of my unexpected intrusion of their Mens Grooming Salon. Valentine was charming and we spent the afternoon discussing the neighborhood and where we were 17 years ago, when at 22, he opened his first business only doors from my house.... and where we have been since. How fun was that. I left with the feeling that I had both discovered an old friend, and made a new one at the same time.
To Valentine and his staff, thanks for taking in a stray, and discovering she cleans up pretty well. My plan for my life never included a Sirotski Shave, but I'm willing to bet I haven't had my last.
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