Geo. F. Trumper
BERRY BROS & RUDD. Henry Poole & Co. Wiltons. White’s. There are certain places that are indivisible from the notion of the English Gentleman. Fashions come and fashions go, but they remain true to the platonic ideal. Together, they form a super-elite band governed by principles of the most rarefied heritage, quality and service. A Mayfair landmark and a London legend since its foundation in 1875, Geo F Trumper is one of their number.
A temple of male grooming of the most unapologetic grandeur, Trumper’s is almost entirely insulated from the haste and vulgarity of the 21st century. Ensconced in a red leather chair in the womb-like seclusion of a velvet-curtained cubicle, the client is treated like one of the kings whose portraits gaze so regally from the walls. There’s no obligation to talk if one prefers not to. With time and familiarity – it should be noted that Trumper’s is the only barber many of its regulars would ever frequent – one’s instructions to the man with the scissors and blades can be communicated and interpreted with the fewest words but the greatest finesse.
A way of life for film stars, prime ministers and peers, Trumper’s stocks all manner of grooming products and paraphernalia, including 20 varieties of own-brand cologne. Its shaving soaps scented with violet, sandalwood or extract of limes are bona fide classics.
See also: Floris, D.R. Harris, Truefitt & Hill
