Saturday, April 01, 2006
Having a Facial
I finally decided, on the event of my 39th birthday yesterday, that a facial was in order. Although I'm a bit squeamish about the thought of someone I don't know touching my face, I thought, "millions of women can't be wrong." So I set up an appointment to go to Escents Spa on Commercial Drive. Let me tell you, do I ever understand what all the fuss is about now; it was amazing! If I would have been any more relaxed and mellow, I'd have turned into a puddle! In fact, I commented that if doctors took lessons from them and dimmed the lights, put on some smooth jazz and diffused a bit of Aromatherapy when women went in for their pap tests, we'd all go like we're supposed to only we'd enjoy it in spite of the "duck lips" (Vagina Monologues term for spectulum).
