In which G.M. Norton bows down to a hair-styling miracle.
A number of months ago, I was conversing with the lovely Miss B off of The Forties Floozy, following her purchase of Sweet Georgia Brown pomade.
During our hair care chinwag, Miss B recommended that I should seek out a pomade by the name of Layrite. I must confess, I was a little short on the old pennies at the time so failed miserably to back her red-hot tip.
It seemed that every man and his dog had heard of it. Do you ever experience this, dear reader? When it seems that everybody knows something that you don’t?
Anyway, every now and again I would remember and perform a little search on the World Wide Webular in search of said product. Alas, each time I would fail to come up with the goods.
So when my favourite barbershop, BarberBarber started stocking it, naturally I was tickled pink. Following a similar pattern, I was forced to be frugal following the expense of Christmas and had to limp towards pay day before I could venture out and get my hands on some. I also got a much-needed haircut while I was there. Here is some visual evidence for your peepers.