★☆☆☆☆ “Chickenrazor is a flaming disaster in a can of expired body spray”
If I could give zero stars, I would. Chickenrazor is less a men’s care service and more an ongoing social experiment in how fast you can ruin someone’s confidence, hygiene, and will to live. The service is run—if you can call it that—by a 32-year-old man who clearly spends more time placing reckless bets on greyhound races than actually running his business.
Bottom line: Chickenrazor should be shut down by literally any regulatory agency that still has a pulse. Save your money, your skin, and your dignity. This isn’t self-care—it’s self-endangerment.
Keith Finley
★★★★★"Chickenrazor is More Than Grooming — It's a Mindset"
“Chickenrazor isn’t just where I get my beard lined up — it’s where I get my mind right.”
Most men are stuck in the matrix — same routine, same haircut, same life. Chickenrazor is the antidote. This place is built by a guy who said “screw the system,” rolled the dice, and turned grit into a grooming brand. Is he a little unhinged? Maybe. But that’s what it takes to build something real.
The owner’s 32, fueled by black coffee, bad bets, and pure hustle. He’s not wearing a suit or pretending to be your life coach — but the moment you sit in that chair, you feel it: this is what entrepreneurship smells like (a mix of sandalwood, fire, and defiance).
Anonymous
“Unprofessional? Yes. Unforgettable? Absolutely.”
Look, if you're looking for a polished, cucumber-water-sipping spa experience — Chickenrazor isn't for you. But if you're after a men's care service with character, chaos, and just enough danger to feel alive again, then you've found your holy grail.
Chickenrazor is a beautiful mess run by a man who may owe money to three different coke dealers, but gives a damn good facial scrub. Come for the grooming. Stay for the stories.
Channing Lee
Quote Source: Rhonda
