Two wildly different facials

Kind of good cop-bad cop

In the scale of very rough to very gentle, my normal facials at Carrie Lindsey is somewhere in the middle. You get exfoliation, she will do extractions, but there’s also a lot of face massage for lymphatic drainage and LED therapy and such to make you glow and look like you’ve just done the master cleanse. I love her and always recommend her.

Except Carrie was on vacation and it’s summer and my skin needed a deep cleaning. I had just done the trick where you press an ice cube where you feel like you’re getting a pimple and it worked (an easy and free thing to try at home) but I felt gross. And I just love facials. I sort of hate being in the salon, hate getting my nails done, but I love facials.

The first one I got was at the newish Faena hotel spa in New York. Faena is an Argentinean hotel whose Miami location is a really wild place of wonder, with some of the top “girlfriend of daughter” people watching of my life. They have a shaman and a hammam. I was psyched to go to the spa and got there like an hour early to do the sauna/steam room/cold plunge thing.