Newbie Guide to Beauticians
I was very lucky (and thankful!) to have received a voucher for a facial from my old work colleagues as a departure gift. It’s not something I would ever buy for myself. Not that I don’t care about how I look (although you would be excused for thinking that most days :)).
No, it’s more that I can think of many other things I should spend my miniscule savings on. Stuff for me, particularly things of the want rather than need nature, don’t often make the cut.
As a result, I have only ever been to a beautician once before in my entire life. It was another facial, also bequeathed to me by work colleagues after the birth of Matilda. I don’t remember a great deal about it (I blame the brain befuddlement of the newborn days) but it couldn’t have been that bad since I don’t remember much of it, right?
So it was with some trepidation that I headed off for my latest facial earlier this week. I had also booked a head and shoulders massage at the same time, thinking I better make the whole she-bang a real event. I was looking forward to relaxation and pampering and a whole hour and a half where I wouldn’t be required for anything else. Just bliss.
And I did enjoy it – it was remarkably relaxing and the beautician was lovely and completely understanding of my newbie-ness. But even in my state of relative bliss, I did note a few things that should be considered by any other newbies looking to attend their first beautician treatment. So, as I do, I put together the newbie guide to beauticians!
1. Leave the kids at home. Being all out of whack since I no longer work, I made my appointment on a Tuesday. Which is the one day of the week I have Delilah with me. As I was using a voucher and there was a tight expiry date I could not reschedule so I had to take her along. She was beautifully behaved and an angel (as she always is in public!) but her presence did make it harder for me to relax. And she did end up having to go to the toilet at an awkward moment in proceedings. Nothing like an unscheduled toilet stop to ruin the mood…
2. If you are a control freak, you’re going to struggle. You have to put a vast amount of faith in a total stranger when you go to your first appointment. You have to trust them when you are on your front with face thrust into the massage table as well as on your back with towels, goo and god knows what else on your face. I felt vulnerable not being able to always see what was going on. For a control freak like me, that was definitely confronting. Although I made myself feel better by believing that if my beautician was actually hell bent on evil, she wouldn’t try on anything in front of my angelic daughter!
3. It’s not all pleasure – there can be pain too. During the massage I felt a fair bit of pain as my muscles are so tight after years of hunching over a computer. There were certain spots where I nearly cried out as she really kneaded into the muscle. But they were offset by the other moments of total relaxation the massage induced in me. There was also a bit of tingling with the facial mask, but nothing too uncomfortable. While I came out feeling really good, there were times I wondered what I had got myself into. But don’t they say, no pain, no gain? And that there’s fine line between pleasure and pain?
4. Be prepared to be buffed and polished. And naked. I had to smile when I was oiled to within an inch of my life for the massage – I swear I could have been put into an oven and basted for a couple of hours! I also felt a little uncomfortable being naked (save for a towel) – it really does make you feel more vulnerable and it doesn’t help when you are a massive prude like me as well! Having my face “sanded” by some sort of device in the facial and emerging smelling like a citrus orchard were also new experiences for me – not entirely unpleasant but also not entirely expected either 😉
5. You will have a skin breakout the next day. I vaguely recall this phenomenon from my only previous facial. It sucks as you want to go out and about and show off your new shiny, softened and baby smooth skin. Instead you have the zit from hell erupting on your chin which sadly distracts from the rest of your beautifully “facialed” face. I suppose the treatment was bound to bring out the impurities deep in the skin but it really does seem to defeat the purpose of having a treatment in order to look your best.
I have to say, in spite of having Delilah there and not knowing what to expect and not being used to being touched and oiled and scrubbed by others, I really enjoyed the experience. I was forced to relax and just “be” for an hour and a half and that was worth the experience alone. I now have a voucher for a discounted return visit and I will definitely be going back.
Just not on a Tuesday next time!
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