At Stone Field Shaving Company, I’ve always believed scent should tell a story. So many of the collaborations I've had with artisans have revolved around a story or memory. Several years ago, dupes seemed to be quite popular and we decided to craft some shave soaps and splashes based on popular fragrances. No. 82 was my personal favorite and I still have a set. The other day I used this set and took a picture. I asked AI (Who doesn't?) to polish up my image. Scent is a powerful sense. It’s the one most tied to memory — the one that can bring back a place, a person, or a moment faster than a photograph ever could. One breath, and...
For a long time, I shaved under the bold assumption that my beard hair grew straight down. Confident. Efficient. Completely wrong. I returned from work last week and decided to take a break from shaving. Don't act too surprised! Even avid wet shavers need a little down time and it seemed like the perfect time to let it grow. It was the perfect time to revisit mapping my face. Like many people, I followed the universal shaving method: lather up, shave downward, hope for the best. Some days it worked. Other days my neck looked like it had lost a disagreement with a cheese grater. I accepted this as normal—until I finally mapped my face. What “Mapping Your Face” Actually...
As the year winds down and the scents of pine, peppermint, and freshly-opened aftershave drift through the workshop, I’ve been taking a moment to look back on the past twelve months. It’s been a little bit of everything—the good, the bad, and yes… even the ugly. The Good Let’s start with the part that keeps me going.This year I welcomed so many new customers into the Stone Field Shaving Co. family—people discovering traditional shaving for the first time, or returning after years away. And just as meaningful were the repeat customers who continue to support this small Canadian business. Every order, every message, every photo you tag me in—it all reminds me why I love doing this. Your support means...
It’s November 17th and—somehow—there’s still no snow on the ground. In Manitoba, this feels a bit like finding an extra cookie in the box: unexpected, appreciated, and absolutely not to be trusted. We all know winter is simply biding its time. We are, as pilots say, flying on borrowed daylight. Meanwhile, behind the scenes at Stone Field Shaving Co., I'm working hard… and, yes, still trying to solve the never-ending puzzle of cross-border shipping. I know—I know. It shouldn’t be this complicated to send great shave products a few miles south. I’d love nothing more than to hand-deliver your aftershave myself, but alas, regulations say otherwise.So please—write your Congress. Let them know that wet shavers everywhere deserve better. Republican or...
When I think back to the early days of Stone Field Shaving, what stands out most aren’t the sales or the logistics — it’s the feeling I had when those first few orders came in. Each one felt like a small miracle. Someone out there, maybe miles away, trusted me enough to send them something as personal as a shaving soap or a razor. That trust meant everything. I’d take so much time with the packaging. I remember sitting at the table with rolls of craft paper and twine, carefully wrapping each parcel like it was a gift for a friend. I wanted the unboxing to feel special — to show the customer that I genuinely cared. The twine didn’t...
