For me, it was partly the appeal of a fine tool and acquiring the skill to master it, partly because it feels like my own small rebellion against the culture of mass consumption, and partly because I enjoy finding value for the present in things from the past even when they are no longer necessary, and carrying them forward.

Those are my noble reasons, anyway. The more mundane ones were disgust with the electric I was using and horror at the cost of a lifetime of disposables.