After a particularly stressful and wintery workweek, I booked a massage. Hell, I deserved it. When I arrived at the spa, soothing music and the smell of lavender seemed to instantly slow down my pulse. But as I peeled off excess layers and slipped into the cushy robe, I suddenly felt as though my heart was stuck in my throat. Source: refinery29.com
Read this Before Going to the Spa or Salon
Read this Before Going to the Spa or Salon
May 30, 2024