Ghost Town Barber Chiseled Face Eau de Parfum

In 1849, during the time of the American Gold Rush, many 49ers (gold seekers) set out through the Mojave Desert and Death Valley. The landscape maps were very inaccurate back then.

William had been a barber in St. Albans, Vermont, in the northern USA. Then he caught the gold fever. He joined other gold seekers and headed south. At the Green River, he traveled with the others on an old ferry southwest. In Fort Utah in Provo, William met Walkara, the great chief of the Shoshoni. William offered to shave the Indians, but they had no facial hair. Therefore, Walkara considered William a joker and offered him safe passage. The Indians also sold water and jerky to the gold seekers. Equipped in this way, the gold seekers marched into the Great Basin Desert between the Sierra Nevada and the Wasatch Range in December 1849. It was bitterly cold. But a desert wouldn't be a desert if it weren't also dry. For three weeks, the gold seekers wandered in circles because their maps were incorrect (see also "Memoirs Of A Trespasser"). Then they finally reached Desert Spring. The spring there, after which the few houses were named, was located on an old Indian horse thief trail. William drank from the spring and decided to stay. He built himself a small house and opened his barber shop there. He didn't have many customers but had good relations with the Indians, for whom he held stand-up comedy shows every Friday, telling jokes about beards. He spent all the Indian wars unscathed. Decades later, a trade route (Twenty-mule team) passed through Desert Spring, and he could finally shave (many) other people. It is said that he died smiling in 1888 at an old age while stropping his razor on a leather strop.

Chiseled Face is a one-man project by a shaving enthusiast (Ron Wiebe). Ghost Town Barber is supposed to be the typical male barbershop scent with a Western theme, according to the official website. Ron Wiebe was inspired to create this fragrance by a Western show in a ghost town.

Ghost Town Barber opens the saloon door with a strong leather scent, which, however, is different from what one knows from the perfumed gloves of French ladies. It smells like leather saddles. You can also faintly detect the shaving soap, where bergamot and basil mingle in homeopathic proportions. Later, gunpowder smoke hangs over the village square, and smoke signals announce the latest news.

Ghost Town Barber lasts at most 4 hours on me, even though it is an Eau de Parfum. The projection is not very strong, so you won't disturb anyone by smelling as if you just came from the Ponderosa Ranch (Bonanza). The price-performance ratio is okay, aside from the fact that it is American stuff that you can only get if you want to trudge to customs or know someone who knows someone. You can wear Ghost Town Barber all year round. For going out, it might be a bit pointless due to the low projection. Rodeo is a suitable activity. You can also wear this stuff as a woman. I am the proof. At my age, you get facial hair anyway. But I definitely won't shave with a razor.