As part of my recent Detox program, I upped the ante on my regime by including a body exfoliation at the luxurious Bvlgari Hotel when I was last visiting Milan. Located in one of the nicest parts of the city, the Bvlgari Hotel overlooks beautiful botanical gardens and is reputed to be the most exclusive hotel in the city. I visited it on a quiet Sunday afternoon and observed many elegant guests in the lobby and adjoining spa. I chose my treatment carefully from the extensive spa menu and settled on the creme dela mer inspired ‘La mer signature body treatment with exfoliation’ to apparently ‘renew, relax and restore’ my body. I don’t normally use the La mer range of products, but with a diamond component, I was happily anticipating beautiful shimmery skin by the end of my treatment.
I was brought to the changing rooms by a friendly member of staff and instructed to wait by the poolside. I changed into a light blue fluffy bathrobe but found to my horror that I had been given an extremely snug fitting robe which meant crossing my legs by the edge of the pool was out of the question. So I lay as discreetly as possible on one of the loungers and had time to take in the curious stream of Italian male bathers taking lazy selfies of themselves in the Jacuzzi.
Finally my nice therapist arrived and escorted me to my treatment which began with a ping of a tuning fork. My body was first carefully covered with a scrub which was applied with aromatic oils from head to toe. Once this was completed competently, I had to shuffle my way across the corridor to the changing rooms for a rinsing shower and then return for the second part of my treatment, almost colliding in the corridor to yet another male bather. My preference would have been to have had a shower in the privacy of the treatment room, but alas such design plans had clearly not been factored into the layout of the Bvlgari Hotel spa.
Leaving this inconvenience aside, I must say that the massage was very good and I sailed away to La-La land between the soft rhythmic strokes right up into my scalp as part of the treatment. For the first time in my spa memories, magnets were applied to my feet and hands to apparently help with aligning my mind. I was a bit skeptical that anything within this galaxy would be able to calm my mind, but I did genuinely feel very relaxed and floaty. The treatment ended with a final twang of the tuning fork in my ear signalling that it was time to peel myself off the treatment table and go back to reality. I was offered a selection of dried fruits, herbal teas and cereal as part of my spa aperatif, but I opted instead to make my way back through the quiet streets of Milan and unwind for the evening.