Thread: Only old fogies read this

I can kinda relate. Some of my whiskers are now pure white, 2-3x normal and tough! However, I do not have a problem shaving them with my Str8 razors.

I think that as we get older ( age 61 here) we will get more & more of the tough buzzard whiskers ( I have anyway)! If yours are posing a significant problem then I would allow your wife to help with the tweezers.
No sense damaging a perfectly good edge!

Yea, these rogue hairs aren't normal hairs. yea the straight cuts them alright but when it does you can actually hear this ping sound and you can feel them as they are cut and believe me my straights are sharp.

just burn'em off !!

I thought your new avatar was you shooting them off.

I didn't wait for the wife. I grabbed the tweezers myself. Hey, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

With age, I notice the hair on my head gets thinner, but hair everywhere else seems to evolve into another species. Ear, nose…yikes.

Maybe a big old wedge?

The problem with plucking, is that women pluck their eyebrows, but that's different type of hair. Plucking face hair can damage the folicle and pores, producing a permanent source of inflammation.

So I'm for cutting it. Maybe just a big sharp wedge razor? or a little bitty one, even a Feather Nape and Neck razor.

Originally Posted by thebigspendur

I said old fogies and that's not you har har

For those of us who are getting long in tooth I'm just curious how you handle this situation.

You see you start getting what I'll call these rogue hairs. They come in here and there and they are like hairzilla like 4x the diameter of normal whiskers and even the best razors balk at shaving them. My wife wants to use tweezers to pull them out and now every time I see her with a pair of tweezers I head for the hills.

What do ya'll think?

I have arrived at a solution upon reaching that level of maturity where these phenomena occur: I don't look into mirrors while weraing my glasses. Now while gazing at my visage without benefit of corrective lenses I can honestly say to the chap in the glass, "my what a handsome, clean shaven fellow you are and how lucky you are not to be worried with those bronco bristles."

An unfortunate "coming of age" (vintage) male phenomenon. Not one of the worst, by any means! My wife hides the tweezers in her hand and sneaks up on me. Hurts less right after a shower, with the hairs softened BTW!

Reminds me of a scene in "the fly" where he starts his transformation with these hairs that start coming out on his back which are so tough a razor won't cut them.

Hmm, I have a strange craving for sugar.

I cut 'em close with a hacksaw, then drive 'em in with a hammer and bite 'em off from the inside.