Look in the mirror.

Go ahead, do it.

Take a long, hard look at yourself.

Good: now you’ll always remember what you looked like before you knew about The Shave Barbershop, a new mane-management chamber with an old-school vibe and a penchant for having a pool table and a bunch of beer, soft-opening tomorrow in Virginia Highland.

If your grandfather’s barbershop was willed down to a couple of young renegade clippersmiths, this is what would become of it.

The first thing you notice is the walls. They’re covered in deer antlers, antique photos of handlebar-mustachioed gents and a flat-screen playing throwback music videos. The second thing you’ll notice is that you love a good throwback music video.

So the next time you find yourself thinking, “A shave. I could really use one of those,” swing by. They take walk-ins. Meaning you’ll walk in, crack open a cold beer, fine-tune your English spin on the pool table, find the whiskey barrel full of peanuts, eat one, throw the shell on the floor, sit down and get your damn straight-razor shave.

Or a haircut.

Oh, and they’ve also got some vintage bow ties and shotgun-shell cufflinks on hand.

You figured they might.