Review on 🪒 Proraso Refreshing and Toning Shaving Cream for Men - Menthol & Eucalyptus, 5.2 oz. by Karla Matthews

I certainly don't have to give a review, but I just can't resist. How do you do that? Was this substance invented sometime in the 1940s? And it beats the carp at quirky things too. The big name makers (Look at *you*, Gil!) should be ashamed, at least as ashamed as I was of wasting money on their shoddy stuff. or aloe what. Yes, the Barbs-ol suds resulted in a bloody chin, but Gil was fine. Then someone handed me a can of Pierre Cardin foam (who knew?), then they gave me Cremo to try for free (Mmm.), and my (Scottish) eyes, if not open, at least widened. The game was in full swing! I dismissed many brands as too expensive, too fancy, or too plain and simple when I once reclaimed my money from CVS for some neurogenic drugs that *stink*. bastards! Who thinks men want to smell like that (sorry Metro, I have to call them that I see). Is no (or at least harmless) taste too much to ask?!? And while Cremo is often a good compromise between cost and quality (save yourself the extra money, guys!) - except that in my opinion everything but the original stinks, stinks, and the menthol kinda hurts inside *and* it allows for more scratches, at least in *my* facial experience - I'm still *amazed* by Proraso. Even the jock in me prefers not to judge. Yes, there will be naysayers, haters, dudes, and beard bros with all sorts of "infinitely superior" products (usually at "extraordinarily higher" prices), but I keep coming back. at Proraso because they kind of got it right *70 years* ago, you know, before the internet and nanotech lasers and stuff like that. Plus, I can almost *hear* Pierrot telling me what's what, and making me feel like a total man (in this now dismissive attitude toward everyday masculinity). So thank you Piero Martelli - and Ludovico's father, and also Ludovico's son (Ludovico II?). Keep this business in the family! (No, seriously, leave that to *your* family, not *family*, Capisce? I'm glad you got almost as rich as your Sapone da Barba; I can't say you didn't deserve it!)