I spent about 3 hours this evening at a beauty spa. I was hor d’ouvered, champaigned, pedicured, manicured, massaged, aroma therapied and cosmetically enhanced — and it didn’t cost a dime.
Open house at the beauty spa: held so the “have nots” can get a glimpse into the world of the “haves.”
I don’t know if it is my backwoods Idaho upbringing, my teacher’s salary, just plain common sense, or just plain jealousy, but I walked out of that place wondering why folks are willing to pay big buck$ for some of that stuff. With the exception of the massages, the greatest difference I saw between the services at the beauty spa and the services at my regular beauty salon were the prices.
A $55.00 manicure doesn’t last any longer than a $25.00 manicure. A $60.00 pedicure doesn’t last any longer than a $30.00 pedicure. An $80.00 dollar haircut needs to be trimmed in the same amount of time a $30.00 cut needs trimming — and it doesn’t look any different, either. So what’s the big deal?
Somebody who finds it necessary to say, “I just paid $80.00 for this haircut,” doesn’t make me think, “Damn, you’re lucky.” They make me think I wish I’d have seen them coming when they still had some of that money.
Granted, champaigne and the salmon mousse can’t be found in my low rate beauty shop, but when I want champaigne and salmon mousse I generally go to a restaurant, not to a place where loose bits of hair hoover in the air.
I am glad I made my visit to the beauty spa. Now I know what I’m not missing … though I really did enjoy that massage.