I got it done in the Yves Rocher salon. I booked the appointment a few days ago, and was really looking forward to it, based on how pretty and clean the salon/store looked. Today I arrived and was led upstairs, into a hot, flourescent room and told to lie on a hospital bed. I don't think any of the nail files or implements used on me were clean or new, and the nail polishes were stored, all 15 or so of them, in a beat up plastic drawer thing. They were all at least a year old; cakey and gooey and awful. I kept hoping for the best, thinking she knew what she was doing; when I finally sat up and looked at my toes, I almost cried. I seriously should take pictures. There is nail polish in the middle of my toes, as an example. And the tops of my toes look like someone spray painted the Rockies and stuck them on the ends of my feet. Lesson learned.
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Incidentally, I received the worst mani-pedi ever today here in Barcelona, and it was a little under $100. A very expensive mistake.
The mani-pedi I had in Seattle at the F2F stands as by far the best ever. Both the process and the results - that blue/black polish lasted on my toes without chipping for a month.
Brenda, where did you go?
It was next door to the liquor store with the sparkly pink vodka, if that helps, midway between the hotel and Pike's. Cheap, too - $30 I think?
Wasn't it called Queen Bee or something like that?
I like having cuticles, and the idea of having them intentionally clipped and pushed back into the nailbed skeeves me out to no end.
Me too. I can't watch the manicurist work on my nails. I like the result, but I have to look away.
The mani-pedi I had in Seattle at the F2F stands as by far the best ever.
Word. I think it was indeed called Queen Bee.
Incidentally, I received the worst mani-pedi ever today here in Barcelona
My SIL had an Italian customer of hers contract her to go to Sicily for a month to set up a salon and train the technicians. She ended up staying longer because she couldn't leave before they opened. The client that did this lived there and was tired of going to FtL for a decent manicure. Well, that and she was a business person that saw a need.
We almost didn't get SIL back after a month or so of incredible food and living in the shadow of Mount Edna. She didn't even speak Italian when she went there. She picked up a lot and her host was fluent in English.
If I ever manage a F2F in my corner of the world a trip to Rebecca's salon is a must.
Are we back to east coast for next year?
