Feb 09
My BFF Elle and I went to the Spa this weekend. A very high class spa in a very high class hotel in downtown Toronto. No, this is not a regular occurrence for us. This was a special event we had planned for several months.
And it was awesome! A hot stone massage followed by a DE-lish spa lunch, then topped off with a facial. Not to mention spending the day with your Bestie. Bliss I tell you! We decided that this is exactly what we would do every week as soon as one of us wins big in the lottery. But of course we’d take a limo to and from instead of public transit.
I do, however, have a few things I need to get off my chest;
- To the Canadian TV show actress we shared the change room with – you’re not that great. Get over yourself.
- To the naked woman in the hot tub – please bring a bathing suit next time. Glad you’re comfortable with your body, but we weren’t.
- To the self admitted make-up artist I shared the bathroom mirror with – a) it was very intimidating to awkwardly apply my sad make up collection in front of you and b) if you’re a make-up artist, can’t you make yourself look better?
- To the gentleman who’s sole job was to tidy and straighten up after each guest as they moved about the spa – please marry me. I have never met anyone as anal as me before and I find your homosexuality charming. We were meant to be.
- To the gentlemen in the spa bath robes that were clearly having a business lunch meeting with a lady also in a bath robe – a) really odd place to hold a meeting b) presumably you were naked under those spa bath robes . . . at a business meeting (creepy!) and c) why did the salesman from Gucci across the street show up to deliver a pair of beautifully boxed and bagged Gucci shoes to each of you? Exactly who are you and why are you important enough to get free shoes while you have lunch in a robe? We tried to eavesdrop on your conversation, but couldn’t figure it out. Can Elle & I be your friends?
- To the 2 women sitting at the table behind us at lunch – sorry the “one size fits all” spa bath robe wasn’t large enough for you, but can you please stop talking so we can eavesdrop on the Gucci guys and figure out who the heck they are! Sheesh!
- To the man sitting behind us on the 45 minute ride home - did you not think of your fellow commuters before you decided to bring your stinky take-out dinner on the train? Thanks for making me nauseous.
May I add that these people in no way ruined my spa experience. Nothing could have.
Same again next week Elle?
18 Responses to “Strange People Go To The Spa – And So Do I”
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February 9th, 2010 at 5:43 am
I am soooooo jealouse that you went to spa, but good for you!!!!! I would we be way to intimidated to go to one of those high end places, just give me one of those cheepy mani and pedi places in a strip mall and I;m a happy girl!!! By the way who was the Canadian actress? I’m just dying to know!!!!
February 9th, 2010 at 6:10 am
Sounds like a fabulous time. I’d be curious to know who the Gucci shoe people were too! But a meeting in bathrobes….very odd.
February 9th, 2010 at 8:49 am
You are TOO funny – that captures the day perfectly but you forgot our little “adventure” underground on the PATH…….getting lost, like we always do!!! I had a great day with you my BFF!!!!
February 9th, 2010 at 8:49 am
I am so jealous of your spa trip it sounds amazing – relaxing and interesting. I love a bit of people watching and eavesdropping too!
Business lunch at a spa sounds weird with the whole dressing gown thing, even with the Gucci shoes – still weird.
Jade
February 9th, 2010 at 9:25 am
I haven’t been to the spa in years! Men were having a business meeting in bathrobes? Weird, yet totally awesome.
Spending time with your Bestie is the best thing in the world!
February 9th, 2010 at 11:53 am
i would vom if i saw a naked broad in the hot tub – vom
February 9th, 2010 at 2:06 pm
OMG. That sounds perfect. Minus all the naked people and disgusto smells. But the spa day itself – complete with BFF – sounds fantastic.
February 9th, 2010 at 2:33 pm
Oh jealous, jealous!!
Please tell me that one of the business men was fat and because of this his bathrobe was short and his balls were hanging out.
February 9th, 2010 at 3:00 pm
Eh, but what good would the spa trip be without the blog fodder?
February 9th, 2010 at 4:40 pm
A spa weekend is exactly what I need. That and a vat of wine.
February 9th, 2010 at 4:23 pm
Oh I need a spa day…
February 9th, 2010 at 6:26 pm
I’m so jealous. I keep telling myself, When I get a day off work I’m getting a pedicure. Then I have a day off and spend the day working at home. Pedicures don’t do me any good when I’m stubbing my toes on kids toys all day long.
February 10th, 2010 at 2:13 am
I would love to work naked except for a robe. But I wouldn’t like to go outside naked except for a robe. I want to work in my home naked except for a robe. I also want to do very little work.
I’m not sure what job would cover those bases.
Cher
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February 10th, 2010 at 1:21 pm
Sorry – I think Hugh Hefner already has that gig.
February 10th, 2010 at 8:01 am
I am so coming with you next time.
Cher
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February 10th, 2010 at 1:19 pm
Great! Pick you up at 10am this Saturday. Please bring a bathing suit.
February 10th, 2010 at 12:22 pm
That sounds like a fabulous day! You were treated like a queen and even had some jesters in your court for entertainment. Haha.
February 18th, 2010 at 4:46 pm
This is so inspiring me to spend a weekend at the spa with my Bestie. Cher, you are so funny. Gotta go and call my twin and tell her to get her ass to Toronto so we can spa and people watch and eavesdrop. Just what all of us gals need from time to time.