In high school, our prematurely hirsute classmates with 5 o’clock shadows bought the beer because they looked older. Decades later, the principle hasn’t changed.
Starting at our face with brilliant shave gear, then moving on to our ass with butt wipes, Dollar Shave Club is back to our face like a dauntless lover, expanding the line with a great moisturizer.
I happen to be in the market for a duffel bag, and it looks like a just found one… Brooklyn locals Owen & Fred…
For our whole lives, we’ve been trained to believe that certain things just cost what they cost. We just accept it without questioning it. It’s a model that disrespects men who may have discerning tastes but not necessarily the means. In a post-crash, post-Occupy, 99% world, it’s a model ripe for disruption.