Sometimes I thirst for luxury. I want a Corot in a gilt frame hanging next to my daybed where I can lift my eyes from a novel and stare at it. I want a mid-century arm chair upholstered in grass-green silk velvet at my desk. I want all my underwear replaced with the kind that doesn’t come three to a pack. Like most people, my budget isn’t up to major purchases these days, so when the itch for luxury needs scratched, I turn to peaches and speckled farm eggs. And George F. Trumper shaving cream.
I first heard of George F. Trumper — on labels as Geo F Trumper — in an article about Pauline de Rothschild, who favored Trumper’s Extract of Limes cologne.1 Trumper, a British company, also sells shaving supplies and even offers one-on-one shaving lessons. When I saw tubes of Trumper shaving cream lined up at a local perfume boutique, I bought the lime. Over the years I’ve also tried rose, violet, and sandalwood…
