I don’t find shaving to be a good use of my time. As such, I use a trimmer every week or so to just clip the little guys down to a manageable, non-itchy length. It’s one of the sad perks of never interacting with real human beings day after day.
Anyhoo, this Rolling Razor thing looks a bit intriguing as it’s basically reminiscent of a secret decoder ring with two blades on either side. Oh, "triple convex cartridges," excuse me. You mount the apparatus on your finger like a ring and then go to town. Words don’t do it justice, so check out the above video and watch how quickly this guy lops off all of his manly hairs. I’ll stick with the trimmer since I like to leave a little scruff, but those of you with real jobs and whatnot might find this interesting.
The razors cost about $15 and only come with a set of "long-lasting blades" — you get two blades, though — and replacement blades cost $8. You have to use the company’s blades, too, so keep ‘em stocked unless you want to look like me for a few days.
Your Joking right?!?
Like my wrist and fingers can’t feel and do the same thing with my Mach3.
In fact, with this guy I’d say the opposite effect, less control = more problems. I haven’t learned to control my razor and regulate direction, pressure etc.. by now at age 42, some fancy new razor definitely isn’t going to do the trick.
“I don’t find shaving to be a good use of my time.”
I hear ya brother! I shave my neck every few days…but everything else is just a trim once a week.
I had a hard time seeing any facial hair on that dude! So it’s probably a great razor for pre-pubescents that want to feel grown up.
I use the rolling razor everyday since I bought it three months ago, and it is the best razor I have ever owned. I get no skin irritation and can shave in a rush without worrying about cutting or nicking myself. I would recommend it to anyone.
My girlfriend bought it for me because she’s into new fad. I tried it out so her feeling won’t be hurt and now I’m a converted man. Thing like this just happen. Goodbye Gillette. It’s not me, it’s you.