Seldom are things as good as they seem. I should know because I'm a marketers dream come true. Paste "new" on the front, it's a done deal. However, one recent purchase has if not changed my life, certainly perked up my morning. It slid past my knees like hot fudge down a scoop of handmade vanilla ice cream. [I would have used some clever illustration naming a winter Olympic hopeful skimming the hillside but haven't a clue who that might be.] This little baby handled both legs and underarms in record speed sans the usual nicks of a brand new razor and did it with such grace and agility I had to test the skin to see if it was actually getting down to business. Let me tell you my new pink Schick Quattro is all that and more. I. am. in. love. Even stuck my leg out my car window for my sister to feel my silky smooth shins. Something I might add I wouldn't have been agile enough to pull off a few months ago. Yea, me. So there you have it. Now if you'll excuse me, me and the razor are out to catch a schick flick. Oh, that was painful. Sorry.