Shampoo, haircut, and blow dry
Manicure and pedicure
Eyebrow wax (her previously-untouched weedy eyebrows are now a flawless topiary of beauty)
Hour-long deep tissue massage (there were times where things got so deep-tissuey that I felt inspired to use my almost-forgotten Lamaze breathing)
Facial (30 percent glycolic peel for the win! I'm expecting all my creepy bits of sun damage to fall off overnight.)
Eyebrow wax (just a little neatening up--nothing major)
I brought my current book (Kurt Vonnegut's Galapagos, and I don't recommend it) and enjoyed a nice rest while for a piquant change of pace, my daughter talked someone else's head off. I pity the woman who had to administer the no-chip pedicure and manicure; the talking went on and on. I have NO IDEA where she gets that from.
Don't worry; I tipped generously.
Then, because we were looking splendid and felt a desire to show off, we made Mr. Buxom take us out to dinner.
I sneaked a picture of the Arcona products my facialist used, but the room was so SOOTHINGLY DARK and filled with the plaintive wail of the shakuhachi that my picture is a blurry mess.
|Very Zen but useless photograph.|