Gentlemen

There was a time a man had a barber the way he had a tailor. Someone who knew the grain of his hair, the set of his jaw, and the week he had been having without needing to ask. The Gentlemen's room is built to bring that back.

Every appointment is forty five minutes and not a minute hurried. A hot towel to open the morning, a cut read to the head rather than the trend, and a shave taken slowly because the point was never speed. The chair reclines. The conversation is optional.

We keep a ledger of regulars, standing appointments held week to week, because a good barber's room runs on memory and not on marketing. Edward keeps the room. He will know your name by the second visit and your order by the third.