Dermalogica Prescriptive Facial from Eve at the Grooming Rooms
So on Wednesday, blessed as I was with a day off, and having spent the first half of it waiting around for the UPC man to arrive (which he did, promptly, and installed everything with no hassle and – hooray! …
So on Wednesday, blessed as I was with a day off, and having spent the first half of it waiting around for the UPC man to arrive (which he did, promptly, and installed everything with no hassle and – hooray! – I have connectivity and television, although why UPC doesn’t give me E4+1 with my basic package is beyond me), I headed into town to try out Eve at the Grooming Rooms‘ Dermalogica Prescriptive Facial, having received an invitation to do so, oh, about a fortnight ago. (Scheduling problems, scheduling problems.)
The last facial I had was in Voya in Sligo, about a year ago (I really look after my skin), during which I fell asleep. I remember, at the time, thinking it was the most relaxing thing I’d ever experienced, although there were no extractions, which might please my mother (“how could you do that to someone else?”) but it doesn’t please me.
I’ve never been amazingly good at keeping these review short, but I will try. The salon itself is gorgeous. A huge Georgian building, all fluffy pile carpets and very muted colours, and the ladies’ waiting room itself is a sight for sore eyes: all dull pastels and leather couches, along with the newest edition (I noticed) of Vanity Fair (so top marks there).
The facial itself takes place downstairs, in the extremely zen-like treatment room, all dimmed lights and calming music (Anthony & the Johnsons juxtaposed with Schubert . . . very nice). Cynthia, who was doing my facial, talked me through every step – something I love, as I hate lying there wondering “what’s that now? What’s that? And what’re you doing there?”
The facial went a little somethin’ like this: cleanse, steam, extraction (I love it, even if it makes me a sicko), scrub, face mask, massage (aaaaah) and moisturisation. I was then given a detailed list of the products used and the status of my face (dehydration here, fine lines – WHAT?! – there) and a few samples to try out the Dermalogica routine at home. Altogether a beautiful way to spend an hour, although – and here’s my only qualm – the facial cost €80, which seems a little pricey to me.
That said, if you have the €80, there are worse ways you could spend it – and for the month of September, spend over €100 on treatments and get 10% off.