Last week was crazy busy at work. I also had a gift card to a local spa burning a hole in my pocket. This led me to scheduling a facial! I have never had a facial, but decided it sounded relaxing.
Friday afternoon, I took off work early and went to the spa. I was escorted to the back room and given a robe. They told me to undress, put on the robe and come out. Huh. I thought they were just working on my face, so I was not ready to be in my birthday suit. I stammered out a, “like naked? All the way? Totally undressed?”. This apparently amused them. I was then told I could leave my underwear on. I one up’ed them and left my socks on too. I walked back out into the spa lobby feeling not-so-chic in a fluffy robe and socks (maybe the socks should have been off). I then waited 5 minutes (5 minutes!) in a robe and socks next to totally clothed women before being escorted to a room.
In the room, a nice person (I think it was Emily?) said, “I see you have been here before for a bikini wax. This should be more relaxing.”
Well I should frikken hope so.
She then told me to hang my robe and get on the table. I learned I would never make it as a nudist. “Can’t I just wear the robe on under the blankets?”
She told me I might get hot and the oils would get on the robe.
I had no choice but to take off the robe. She then cleaned my face and wrapped it in a hot towel. She also let me choose an aroma for the facial…which none of them smelled like freshly baked cookies.
Here is what I think happened…something got slathered on my face and wiped off 3 times. Then, something was slathered on and I was wrapped in the hot towel while she rubbed my shoulders with some oil. Then something else was put on my face and I was re-wrapped while she rubbed my hands. She kept telling me to close my eyes, so I must have kept opening them, but I wanted to know what was going on. I heard her yawn a few times, so she must have been bored. I know I was.
When she was finished, I pranced back to the dressing room in my robe, socks and make-up free face. I was hoping to look in the mirror and see a glowing skinned, wrinkle and blemish free face, but it really just looked like I was getting ready to go to bed.
I think I might be to much of a wired person to sit and relax for facials. I felt self-conscious and awkward. Am I weird or do other people feel to self-conscious to lay on a table naked while some chick rubs your face?