yesterday i had the time of my life. i went to my very first massage (subsidized largely by a gift). they have a cool website, and i liked how it sounded so i was definitely excited but being a massage-virgin, i didn't know what all the hype was about. now i know. the whole experience was so...feminine and soothing. The spa was in beverly hills so i thought they'd be snooty, but every employee i came across was genuinely friendly. the receptionist took me to the changing room - they had these big bathrobes and towels that were heated in a towel-warmer-machine. after that, i sat out in the lobby where they had these state-of-the-art massaging chairs. after 15 minutes in one of those, i actually doubted that any human hands could come close - that machine was incredible!

but i was wrong. by golly, my massuese had the strongest hands i've ever felt. and as she kneeded the knots in my shoulders and legs, the soft candle light flickered in and out of rhythm to the soft music, and the table was heated! =) 50 minutes never passed by so quickly. and overall, i was definitely glad i had asked for a woman. afterwards, i spent some time in the sauna and showered. it's strange, i felt indescribably...attractive.

it's strange b/c generally i feel the exact opposite...with the hair that i hate and especially with the frumpy clothes i wear to school to make me look older. but yeah, something about the whole experience left me with an appreciation for my physical self - even though nothing had changed outwardly. so pleasant!
but what i discovered afterwards was that i shouldn't go shopping when i feel attractive. i went to the mall to pick up some presents and kind of lost an hour in the dressing rooms. thankfully, i didn't buy much except the presents - definitely helps that i'm not oh-so-rich.

i'd recommend this to any girl - at least once just to try - it's nice to be pampered sometimes. i wonder if i'll ever get to go again?