Una Dolce Vita (shamelessly copied)
Hey, I deserve it! Some me time. Bit of a treat. Luxury. Spoiling myself. Pampering. I mean, I work hard. Really hard. Not paid work, necessarily. But I’ve got a lot on. Especially at this time of the year. People rely on me. If I say I’m going to be there, I’m there. You could call some of it social, I suppose, but it’s all about meeting commitments, isn’t it? Zipping across town. Coffee meeting here, lunch there. Drinks date somewhere else. And trying to keep on top of the family stuff. Drop-offs. Pick-ups. So when it is all too much, I’m just like “Maria, book me in!” She knows what I’m talking about. Half a day. That’s all. Into the big fluffy robe. The slippers. The paper g-string. Herbal tea and the bit of the odd whale music to wind down. Wind chimes. Bit of the old aroma therapy. Mmm. Soothing. Hot stone massage. Lovely. Vichy shower. Reaches everywhere! Brilliant. Massage, of course. Staff are nice. Filipinas, mostly. Russians. Something like that. Strong hands, too! Bit of a skin peel. Takes years off. Hair removal. Ouch. Everywhere. Doubly ouch! Vital with summer coming on, though! Bit more herbal tea. More whale music. Wee bit of lunch. Gluten-free. Dairy-free. Macrobiotic. Vegan. Juices. Not very filling. Never mind (meeting up for tapas later). Then the pedicure. Manicure. Picking the colour. Fuchsia? Not too, sort of, Russian? Full facial. Oxygen facial. So hydrating. Smoothes the wrinkles. Madonna swears by it (must get around to reading that Kabbala book!). All the latest techniques. Latest products. Scalp massage. Pressure points. Spoilt rotten! Fully pampered. Come out of it feeling like a million dollars. Two million. A bit lightheaded, sure, but what’s new!
Sometimes even all that doesn’t feel like it’s going to be enough. That’s when a girlfriend and I take an overnighter. At a lodge. Somewhere nice. Chocolate on the pillow. Fruit basket. Herbal tea. Fluffy robe. Filipinas. Russians. Luxury. But we deserve it! We’ve got a lot on..!
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Originally published at eugenia.co.nz.