When we were little, Nick admitted to Lucy and me that he never washed his body. "I just figure the shampoo kind of drips down," he told us, unphased. Fifteen years later, he has thankfully turned into a bit more of a metrosexual. He likes to use a straight razor, as terrifying as that sounds; and for his birthday, I got him a haircut and shave from Freemans Sporting Club. I think he'd enjoy these products from Sharps Barber. P.S. He can also grow a mean beard. Here are four shots of Nick rocking varying stages of caveman style.
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