Metrosexual, anyone?!
I would never classify myself as one of the metro-type. Coz the only bit of grooming I do, is, umm, use soap on my face?! I don’t use any creams/sun screen, lotions or any such thing. That was until I went in & had a facial done. So I had my first ever facial. Needed to do something about all those blackheads, whiteheads, dead cells etc that had been stationed on my face for so many years. All in all, I didn’t really like the experience. I might get it done again only if I really ( really) need to. I’m no fan of the process.
It all started with the guy telling me that I have sensitive skin, & not all products would do it for me. The guy, happened to be well known, as in, he’d worked in one of the best unisex parlours, & had the pictures (of him working on last decade’s celebrities) & certificates/awards on the wall. So he started with massaging dollops of creamy stuff into my face. Now, whenever I’m putting myself through any such unpleasant experience (such as a visit to the dentist’s) I try to phase it all out by closing my eyes (coz I don’t want to look at someone leaning over me that close) & remaining silent & imaging some sort of meditation (yes, just imagining). I don’t know how long he persisted, but it was quite a while & he used a lot of some creamy stuff. Besides closing my eyes, I also made sure that my mouth was tight shut- (so that he should not see my teeth from such proximity, & no, I do not have bad breath) & for fear of getting some gooey stuff into my mouth, although I’m sure I ingested quite a bit of that stuff through my mouth/nose.
Eventhough I tried hard to keep my mouth shut, his massaging movements managed to pull my lips just apart enough to get some of said gooey stuff into the corners of my mouth/ top of my lips. No, it wasn’t even pleasant to the taste. Now, since I had my mouth shut, the only other way for me to breathe was through my nose (no, contrary to whatever you may think, I do not have gills). The problem? He had to massage my nose as well, because I happen to have had a whole lotta blackheads on my nose. (does all this graphic description of me, make you see me in a different albeit unattractive, light?!). now just how was I to breathe when he clasps/shuts up my nose?! So I had to memorise his movement pattern, so that I restrict my inhaling & exhaling to occur before & after he’s done with his quick, well lubricated, well-timed movements over my nose. (twice massage the lower half of the face, then a sweep over the nose, repeat umpteen times). Ofcourse, inhaling through the nose meant that I ended up ingesting some cream into my nostrils. The trouble? If you knew me, you’d know how prone I am, to catching a cold, & boy, you sure don’t want me to have one of my sneezing fits (wherein I am ok for 15 minutes, but immediately after, I have over 10 sneezes in quick succession, timed, approximately every 3 seconds, & boy are they big, loud ones). So with my senses tingled by having some alien cream in my nose,I thought I was gonna blow it- the powers that be, helped me resist the urge to have a big sneeze (& I think he sensed it coz he left me alone for a bit). Ofcourse I had to try real hard to resist that sneeze, somehow holding my breath helped.
Throughout the ordeal, I was tempted to just grab the little face towel lying in my lap, wipe the creamy goo off my face & get the hell outta there! But apparently, I have a high level of tolerance.
Thereafter, I lost consciousness as to remember each little detail of what went on- I was just waiting for him to tell me that it’s over. But I do remember him using what I think was one of those small vibrating hand-held massagers on my face- all over it. & then came the steamy part.
& with that I refer to the part where he raises my head off the recliner & lowers it into one of those gizmos designed to steam a face. More trouble. Why? Coz I breathe through my beloved nose. I almost scalded the insides of my nostrils the first time he did it. Thereafter,I took cue & would hold my breath whenever he’d lower my face into that thing. But there were times when I just had to breathe- managed to do it without scalding my nosetrils.phew!
Then he picked at my face,with that small metal prod to extricate the huge dead cells/lumps. More massaging. Finally (I think) he put on some peal mask, & covered my eyes in cucumber peals (I think, remember, dare I open my eyes). The slices kept sliding & I thought I’d get them on my shirt with that creamy stuff, but thankfully, that didn’t happen. & all the while it took to dry, I had to tolerate this other customer, who wouldn’t dare shut up, coz then her anti dandruff treatment wouldn’t have worked to rid her of her dry dandruff, which was, apparently, in its initial stages. I never imagined someone could go on & on & have that long a conversation-about dandruff. I was ready to volunteer my services to help rid her of her dry hair/oily scalp problem –by pulling all her hair out for her.
Once he pealed the mask off my face, he used an ice cube (to close up the pores, I believe) & I was finally allowed to go. But not before he pointed out the numerous inexcusable blunders my barber had done on my crowning glory, & telling me how me could make me look better if I let him cut my hair for me. Yeah right.
Gasp! You had a facial? Hibah & I have been thinking for some time that it’s about time we get our first professional facials done - before we hit 30! The pampered treatment you got has certainly convinced me
Comment by Mariam — August 31, 2006 @ 6:23 pm
Gasp! You had a facial? Hibah & I have been thinking for some time that it’s about time we get our first professional facials done - before we hit 30! The pampered treatment you got has certainly convinced me
Comment by Mariam — August 31, 2006 @ 6:23 pm
No, It’s not the excitement over facials that made me leave the same comment twice. So how about you delete one of ‘em? :O
Comment by Mariam — August 31, 2006 @ 6:24 pm
who was it that sunsilk’s javid guy? hehheee…the kind of words that u v used in the post made it look more like a hot steamy post rather the one written in misery! U enjoyed it hon, u just arent admiting it, and u r going to come for more….. scared of getting misinterpreted as being feminine….??? So u better get these facials once in a blue moon and use some sort sun block or moisterizer…if u plan to find a girl! aur wasi tou shadi kae din bhe dulhas get facials….just like our bhai saadi and om r gonna get…..:) dum dee dummm!
Comment by tanzila — September 2, 2006 @ 8:51 pm
hahaha
i lurvvvvv it…ouf ouf…in desiland myself at the moment and was forced by aunty and cousins to do something ladylike for once..hehe u described it exactly…the worst is not eing able to breathe properly :p ooo but u did forget that they try and make u wear a shirt with a biggggggg neckline and no front or back or side or anything :p I refused!! hmmz…do you have music on ur website? or is this laptop messed..I hear clips of a song…”dil ki kuch likhoun ga? :s but doesn’t seem urdu as it goes on..ooo more like bengali? hehehe :p go get that haircut :p
Comment by ashi — September 3, 2006 @ 9:26 am
u do u dooo I see it…ouf silly me :$
Comment by ashi — September 3, 2006 @ 9:28 am
Mariam : I managed to convince you to get it done?!now that totaly wasnt my intention.lol.i didnt have fun, but hope you do.
Tanzilla : lol, no it wasnt javid.it was someone who’d worked in this “renowned” saloon before & had started his own thing now.& I don’t have the time to read it again now, but I need to see for myself if what your saying is true-coz I really did NOT enjoy it- sach!you always try to “get” me somehow, lol.maybe you should just read what I’ve written, & not try to analyse/read between the lines etc,lol.but thanx!- for managing to read it all.
Aashi : yes, there is some music- the first song’s bengali, like the music-don’t really understand bengali.& yes, they did put that thing on me(cant think of what its called right now).thanx for dropping by-especially since I havent been able to blog hop for the past one whole month-i have been known to live on blogs, lol.
Comment by SAEED — September 4, 2006 @ 6:23 am
ok maybe i was reading too much…..and ya i try to “get” you (and get on ur nerves) bcz this is wot big sisters do. And hell why dont u like animals, u should v brought back home a kangroo, in whose pounch u could sit and bounce all over in times when the going gets tough!
Comment by tanzila — September 6, 2006 @ 12:17 pm
Tanzilla - lol- but i DID!!! my buddy gave me this bottle opener-that has a real kangaroo paw/claw attached to it!
as for the elder sister getting the kid brother, well, keep at it-i like it!
Comment by Saeed — September 7, 2006 @ 1:18 pm
ok this is not a post i should have read after i had my food. and the trick is to just relax. i am not too fond of it coz my skin is sensitive and it gets red wih all the messaging . but i think ill give it a go one more time this time will opt for the herbal one
Comment by ush — September 8, 2006 @ 9:45 am
i am gonna get a facial !!!
~Haiqa
Comment by haiqa — September 9, 2006 @ 3:00 am
asalaamualaikum m. i know its been a while but i just wanted to say hey and that i hope everything is going well for you insh’Allah. i hope india is treating u well too!
Comment by Hibah — September 12, 2006 @ 2:12 am