| New York Spas: Elizabeth Arden Red Door Salon and Spa | |
Finding a New York spa is a pretty simple task. Yellow pages, magazines, advertising. All list a variety of spa facilities from the East Village to the Upper West Side. The trick is finding a good one.
Fortunately, I’m prepared to do your
research for you. After all, it’s a noble calling and it’s my pleasure to
do so. No, it really is my pleasure.
First stop
is the Elizabeth Arden Red Door Salon and Spa, a narrow building squeezed in
the tony Fifth Ave. address at 54th St. The first floor appears to be a simple
cosmetics outlet. But don’t be fooled. This is a spa, just laid out
vertically rather than horizontally. Head straight back to the elevator for
the 9th floor and prepare to be pampered.
The space
might be a tad tiny, but the treatments more than make up for the lack of
elbow room. An attendant will give you two wooden hangers, a neatly bundled
robe and a red plastic bag for your shoes. You disrobe in a space so small,
even Clark Kent would be challenged. Instead of being able to store your
stuff, you check your clothes and lug your personal things with you. A minor
inconvenience.
The newly
renovated space is decorated in warm earth tones of green and cream, with the
occasional burst of red (the signature color). Lighting is subdued and gentle
new age-y music helps transport you away from the bustle of 5th Avenue.
I opted for
the hour-long Paraffin Body Wrap ($125), new to me. It sounded great in the
brochure: beginning with a dry brush exfoliation, followed by an herbal
sloughing cream (gommage), and a quick in-room shower. “Kat,” my
sweet-natured therapist, massaged essential oils it into my skin. That part
was great. Then Kat hand-applied a hot paraffin mixture, and wrapped me in
a gauze cocoon with a layer of mylar foil underneath to keep in the warmth.
She left for
about 15 minutes, 10 of which were exquisitely relaxing. The last five were
not. In fact, I got a little claustrophobic and the heat became uncomfortable.
I sat up and loosened the waxy wrap, which came off easily with the gauze.
Soon after Kat returned bringing a much-appreciated glass of cold water. Maybe
it was the over-heated room, or the cloying sensation of the wax. Whatever it
was, this treatment was not for me and I can’t recommend it to anymore who
might have problems with heat or wraps.
The next
treatment, a Desert Stone Massage ( 60 minutes, $100) was a delight. This
Native American-based treatment uses warm flat river stones and the benefits
are supposed to increase muscle flexibility and relaxation. Kat applied
the stones as tools, kneading and stroking, sometimes using two at once along
my back.
If you have
to choose one treatment at to this spa, go for the brand new Olive Oil
Pedicure (50 minutes $70). According to the buzz in the salon, the likes of
magazine beauty editors, celebs (think “Sex in the City” folk) and others
have flocked for appointments since its introduction 3 months ago. If you’re
lucky enough to have Rodica Constantin, take care of you, count your
blessings. This extraordinary artist (only an artist could transform my
beauty-challenged feet into something I would show on the beach), expertly
applied this multi-step procedure while explaining every step.
First she
brought out a large stainless steel bowl, filled with warm water and topped by
red rose petals. The site is not equipped with the standard pedicure chairs so
she placed it right on the floor of the nail salon and began her work. She
dropped a specially created olive oil-based tablet into the water and a
delicious lime-infused olive oil scent gently wafted in the air.
After the
initial soaking, she applied a lipo-pomade exfoliation cream, which dancers
love, said Rodica. Using a disposable scrubbing pad, she expertly removed dry
skin with this concoction made of olive, sunflower seed, macadamia, grape seed
and sweet almond oils. Not surprisingly, I started to crave lunch. Then an
olive oil foot mask was applied and two plastic bags were placed over my feet.
If that wasn’t enough pampering, she massaged my feet and calves with
another delicious cream. She wrapped up the service with an olive oil satin
body spray, tinged with carrot, ivy and horse chestnut oils.
Then it was
polish time and we both agreed on a deep red. This was the only product she
applied that was sans olive oil. Buffed, exfoliated, massaged and calm, I took
my leave in typical New York fashion: rushing for a train home. Which I
missed.
Naomi Serviss is an award-winning travel/entertainment writer based in New York whose work has been published in The New York Times, Daily News, Newsday, Boston Herald, American Way, Latitudes, Traditions magazines and assorted newsletters and web sites.
Photos courtesy of Elizabeth Arden Red Door Salon & Spa
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