Brooklyn Grooming Beard Balm - Williamsburg 2oz

Brooklyn Grooming Beard Balm - Williamsburg 2oz




Collections: Beard & Mustache Care

Product type: Beard & Mustache Care

Vendor: Brooklyn Grooming

Tags: Beard Care



ITALICIZE Your Beard!!


Their Classic Beard Balm is the same mineral-rich formula as our Whiskers Beard Oil but with the addition of candelilla wax and nourishing shea butter maximizing cling for longer, thicker or coarser beards.


The balm can healthfully weigh-down fly-aways between trims, soften the feel of your whiskers and even act as a styling pomade for your facial fuzz---all the while sealing in moisture and giving your beard a glossy clarity and noticeable sheen.


Loaded with moisture-enhancing oils and grounding herbs, this non-comedogenic formula not only improves the look and feel of the facial hair but also reintroduces moisture to those hair follicles that often suffer as a side-effect of daily face-washing. ***The added moisture can actually stimulate beard growth.***


This tried-and-tested formula has been a big hit among our bearded Brooklyn guinea pigs!


Directions for use: After a shower or while the beard is slightly wet, scoop a small amount of Beard Balm onto the thumbnail and soften between the fingers. Apply thoroughly to the beard and mustache. TAKE YOUR TIME: imagine coating every hair on every side.


Ingredients: *Sesame oil,*Hempseed oil, *Jojoba oil,* Argan oil, Candelilla wax, *unrefined shea butter, *Cedar Atlas, * Cedar Virginia, * Ho Wood, * Ylang Ylang essential oil and vitamin e. *= organic

Scent: This fragrance boasts a depth of character not to be missed. Its complexity is derived from the striking diversity among its four key essences. Classical, nature-derived aromas work in symphony to create a contemporary re-imagining of what a man’s fragrance ought to be. Strapping, woody Cedar Atlas and Cedar Virginia stand alongside the brightness and warmth of Ho Wood and the delicate, floral fruitiness Ylang Ylang. It’s a life-affirming hike through the woods on a cool, dewy dawn; it’s a rowboat reaching the center of a lake just before sunrise; it’s walking through the turnstile past the crowd, down the subway stairs and onto the train a split second before the doors close behind you. Williamsburg smells like personal triumph.