Triple Crown Facial
I have the best friends. I don't need everybody, but I do need my main ladies. I tend to believe I'm good to my friends, and the other day, one of my best friends returned the favor. "I have this voucher for a $400 facial that expires before I can get back to the city," she offered. She explained that her London friend flies all the way from London to New York just for this facial." I believe her; she has the most fabulous London crew.
Getting out of Greenwich to do the facial in New York took a team of grandmas and sitters, but the children lived to tell the tale when I turned what would have been an afternoon visit into a much-needed day-long reprieve. It's not so much that I needed a break from Greenwich or my own house, as much as I desperately needed my fill of the city. New York is my heart, my energy, my nirvana, my spirit animal, my mothership; it is where I request my ashes rest in 80 years.
The Triple Crown Facial is made up of 3 parts: microdermabrasion, micro-current therapy, and oxygenization.
The treatment was everything I dreamed it might be. The milieu was relaxing, the aesthetician was knowledgeable, and the products she applied were dreamy. There were no extractions which I was surprised about, but I really needed the microdermabrasion after a frosty winter. I already truly believed that facial micro-current works, but then the practitioner did one side first and showed me the difference, and now I'm both a believer and an evangelist.
The facial was everything I dreamed.
Believe it or not, the micro-current chiseled my jawline and cheekbones by stimulating and therefore tightening facial muscles (and probably also de-puffing the areas). Despite my near-complete nudity, wanted to leap off the treatment table to get before and after photos, but I didn't want to be a weirdo.
The third and final part of the facial was the oxygen treatment which brightens and rejuvenates...
...similar to how the New York air rejuvenated my Connecticut-weary little soul.
Xx, Mom in Mascara
