Wow…It’s been over a month…I am a horrible blogger.
My wonderful hubby got me a fabulous gift certificate for my birthday last month. A facial, manicure and pedicure where all in my future, I just had to find the time to get it done.
I called and scheduled an appointment, and they told me it was going to be two hours, maybe a little bit more. I pondered and relished at the idea of two hours of pampering. Well, turns out it took two hours and forty five minutes.
The first hour was devoted to a facial. It was great, especially after I got over the fact that somebody else’s hands were on my face. It was all citrusy. I felt refreshed, rejuvenated and beautiful.
Next came the manicure and pedicure. I really think the woman had no idea what she was doing. She actually used a cheat sheet with the order she was to do everything. We were chatting a bit at first, and it came out that she had only been there a month. Really, I would’ve never guessed. NOT.
It took over an hour to get my manicure and it wasn’t that good. I little bit of clipping, lots of improper filing, and a horrible paint job. And, when she went to remove the paint that graced my cuticles, she opened the nail polish remover bottle, she squirted it in my eyeball. OUCH! It didn’t help that I have been having eye troubles for the past week and a half. She was like “sorry, do you want some water?” Yeah, that’s going to help.
So, the paint job was all bubbly and inconsistent. Did I mention that I was unimpressed? I don’t think I want to go back there for anything involving paint.
My pedicure had to be rushed because I told the girl I had to leave in about 20 minutes (which was true). She said that it usually takes her 45 minutes. I said we should rush it.
Usually when I get a pedicure (which isn’t all that often, don’t go thinking I pamper myself that much) I get a full leg massage with oils, scrubs and lotions. This one again involved a little bit of salt scrub, some brief exfoliation and again, a not so great paint job. What was even more disappointing was the whole setup. Typically, you sit in a wonderfully comfy chair with a massager and heater built in. Plus, you get a whole bathtub for your feet and legs to relax in. This place had a homemade version. It was an old salon chair mounted on a wooden box with a hole cut out for a little removable home foot massager with a little water. It just sort of buzzed under my feet.
So, I say it again….not the best attention my nails have ever seen. Hopefully, next time I get it done, I will really be able to relax and enjoy it. Especially without the acetone in my eye.