Over at the brain trust of The Bearded Savant, thinking hard, meditating with a few fingers of single, malt, crunching numbers, and the result are some pretty awesome deals for this Holiday Season.
One Year of Beard Oil, Beard Balm, or Beard Oil & Balm
If you look at our average return customer, we’re filling orders for them just about every other month. Can we make it easier on you? How about a year’s supply of beard oil and balm?
For $17/month, subscribe to our Year of Oil and Balm and we will send you 1 oz of beard oil and beard balm every other month for a year. Its that simple. And to make it even sweeter, your first shipment will include our exceedingly popular Bearded Savant T-shirt. Forget about reordering, forget about shipping, forget about all that; we’ll deal with it.
We’ll sweeten the deal even more to kick off the holiday season. Purchase a year of oil and balm by 27 November and we’ll add a tin of Solid Cologne. When all is said and done you’re looking at $119 in total savings. You’re practically making money (or making someone’s year)!
Looking more for a one-off gift rather than a year-long commitment? We have phenomenal options whether the man in your life (husband, boyfriend, dad, brother, friend, cool beard-guy) has a beard, mustache, or goatee. Order now through the end of the day 27 November 2017 and you’ll get 10% off. Use code ‘GIFT2017’ at checkout.
We are beyond excited to announce the release of The Bearded Savant Solid Cologne. From the inception of The Bearded Savant we have been dreaming of this day. In this cologne is the summation of many late nights testing different ingredient blends to achieve just the right consistency, an incredible amount of product testing, and hours envisioning just how to maximize the customer experience. Now we’re here: Launch Day
“So we set out to create an intimate cologne, a cologne that is just for you and the one you allow closest to you, and nobody else.”
Why solid cologne?
There are two reasons we have wanted to create this product. The first is pretty basic, and that is bearded men want cologne too. It would be unfair of us to encourage men to use our fantastic products then ask them to wear a jarringly different scent, created in a French lab, and retailing for over $100, when they want to go out. Our thought has always been that if you love the scents enough to wear them in your beard or mustache every day, why not create the Date Night/Friday Night/Out-with-the-guys Night/Clubbing version as well?
Secondly, we have always been turned off by the guy who wears too much of a pungent cologne that precedes him by 15-20 feet. That’s trying too hard. That is the antithesis of our Live Handsome motto. So, we set out to create an intimate cologne, a cologne that is just for you and the one you allow closest to you, and nobody else.
Lastly, why a solid cologne? Cologne is made to be used but your typical cologne bottle is not very user friendly nor is it conducive to a man on the go. We want this product to be something you can leave on your bathroom counter, throw in your briefcase or gym bag, leave in your top desk drawer, or even toss in the top of your overnight pack so you can handsome-up when you make it back to the trailhead. Basically, we want this cologne to be wherever you need it, whenever you want it. Our solid cologne, in a simple yet elegant tin, makes all these things possible.
Why this cologne?
Why choose The Bearded Savant Cologne? I think we can all agree that cologne is way too expensive. We all have so many commitments pulling on our wallets, why should feeling comfortable in your own skin be one of them? By going with a solid cologne, you can easily control how much is applied helping the product to last much longer than the alternative. Second, as we mentioned earlier, you already love the beard and mustache products, why should we ask you to wear a conflicting scent when you want to go out? And that leads into the final reason: The quality of our products and scents. We don’t skimp on our ingredients in order to make a little extra money. We would much rather you enjoy our products and have confidence that the utmost care has been taken in sourcing and producing them.
“We’ve designed this cologne such that the small amount of heat created by the friction of your finger across the surface will melt a small amount, perfect for a reload.”
OK, I’m buying solid cologne, now what?
Application is a breeze and can be found on our Using Our Products page. How do we like to use it? I typically keep one tin my bathroom and one in my work bag. In the morning, I’ll take a few wipes across the surface and apply the cologne to my pulse points (wrist and neck). If the day is dragging on and I have an afternoon of meetings I’ll take a light whiff of my wrist and if the scent is not as strong as I need to overcome the smell of my day, I apply a little more. How much is a little more? That’s up to you, but for me it’s never more than one wipe across the surface of the cologne. We’ve designed this cologne such that the small amount of heat created by the friction of your finger across the surface will melt a small amount, perfect for a reload.
There is nothing more we can say but ‘Thank you.’ As The Bearded Savant has transitioned from pipe dream to reality to profitable we can do nothing more than thank you for trusting us to help you Live Handsome. It doesn’t matter how wonderful or amazing we think our products are, if you—our customers—didn’t give us the chance, we’d be sitting on a ton of beard oil and a whole lot of questions that start with, “What if…” So, from the bottom of our hearts, thank you.
The Story consists of six vignettes describing a small part about how each scent came to be. We want you to know more about us—we believe personal connections are the key to understanding people and understanding people is the key to joy. Consider this one small way in which we can connect with you.
I saved the Lion’s Mane for last. Not only that, but I resisted the temptation to post this vignette until now. This story belongs in the winter, it belongs in the cold, because that is where it was born. If you’ve been following along with these vignettes, every scent is inspired by a specific experience or place from my past. Lion’s Mane takes me to the most remote place I’ve ever been: Southern Chile, Patagonia, to the north flank of Monte San Lorenzo.
There are several moments in every person’s life where—if a man you become a man and if a woman you become a woman—where you take a substantial step out of adolescence and into adulthood. I look back to this moment not for inspiration or with whimsical optimism about ‘that I time I was a man,’ but as a reminder that when pushed to my limit there was actually a time I didn’t back down. Fortunately for you, I chose to represent this experience with a powerful dose of peppermint instead of the aroma of grit and determination (which, let’s be honest, probably doesn’t smell great).
The scene: We were a large group hiking from the west side of San Lorenzo to the north-northeast where our food cache would be waiting. Weather had delayed us, causing us to spend longer than expected camped on a nunatak in the howling wind, rain and sleet. By this point our rations had diminished to MSG-laced soup packets. We spent a great deal of time reading, drinking warm water, checking, rechecking, and checking once more the state of the tents and gear. Finally, the weather broke and we broke camp. We roped up into four teams and trekked across the gently sloping glacier to a saddle northwest of the summit (~2500 m). Travel was very slow as the lead team repeatedly encountered large crevasses requiring back-tracking and new route finding, coupled with the physically weak nature of a team that hadn’t consumed protein in several days. We finally reached the pass, much later than expected—close to midnight.
There was no way we could cross the arête separating us from our food in the dark so we were forced to find somewhere to camp. It would be one more night of salt-flavored water. The more experienced members of our party (of which, I was not) trekked off into the dark, coming back a short time later with good news. Off to our right was a steep snow embankment, at the bottom was a flattish wind-protected spot. We all fought inertia to tie back into our rope teams and re-shoulder our packs to make the short jaunt. We spent the next bit of time chopping platforms in the snow, setting up tents, burying anchors to hold us in place. To add insult to injury, it began snowing, quite heavily. I spent the remainder of the night waking up every hour or so removing the newly fallen snow that had accumulated around our vestibule so as not to poison ourselves with our own respiration.
The next morning became abundantly clear that it was all worth it. I was the first to wake. I left the tent and entered into near silence. The snow had ceased, between the clouds that seemed to be flying overhead at 50 mph was the bluest sky I had ever laid eyes upon, blue enough to make Lord Rayleigh weep. A steep snow slope rising 50 feet was immediately to my left. To my right, a cliff composed of dark metamorphic rock jutted several hundred feet nearly straight up. We were in the moat—the point where the mountain ends and the glacier begins. I hiked to the top of the snow slope, the very starting point of the glacier, when I saw this:
Behind the snowy front the previous night were tightly packed isobars, driving a howling wind; it hit me full force as I crested. I sat down at the top and breathed it in. There, I pulled from my pocket half a pack of peanut M&M’s I’d been saving for reasons I can’t possibly recall. I took 2-3 minutes to eat each individual chocolate-coated peanut in a thin candy shell. Heaven on earth my friends. Heaven on earth.
It would be nearly 18 more hours before we reached our food, but that night, again close to midnight, we feasted on textured vegetable protein and hard cheese like you could not imagine.
Lion’s Mane is that icy blast at the head of the glacier. It is the stiff mountain wind in your face. It’s God’s country, right there in front of you—deep calling to deep. I want the peppermint of Lion’s Mane to overwhelm you the way the wind, and the snow, and the exhaustion, and the beauty overwhelmed me.
We’ve taken some time off after the initial blogging binge leading up to Father’s Day and now we will get back to a bit more consistent (~once a week) posting. And what a great way to kick this off with the release of a new product: Mustache Wax!
Let me be the first to tell you that I never thought for a moment that I would be a man that uses mustache wax. I believed mustache wax was for the Rollie Fingers’ of the world and that was that. How wrong I was.
As I’ve allowed my own beard to grow I have found the constant touching of my mustache hair to my bottom lip to be terribly obnoxious. So much so that I’ve kept my ‘stache trimmed for as long as I’ve had a beard. No more. Since I’ve started using mustache wax I’ve found it pretty easy to keep that ‘stache hair at bay and easily redirected to the outside. And, if I feel like it (or my kids ask), I can add a little flair or even go full Dali. It is a product I never envisioned that I now feel I can’t live without.
Out mustache wax comes in all six of our scents: Arborist, Naturalist, Alpinist, Lion’s Mane, Alchemist, and Geologist. Our wax contains nothing but bees wax, Shea butter, jojoba oil, and therapeutic grade essential oils for aroma and some homeopathic qualities. No fillers, no petroleum, ever. This is a great product and not just for the Rollie’s of the world, but for you too. Try it out!