When I stroke my cat’s tummy, he gets this blissful look on his face and rhythmically stretches and retracts his paws in sheer joy. When Tammy is doing my facial, I know exactly how he feels. I start relaxing the minute I walk through the velvet curtain at Hiatus; I always intentionally arrive early so I’ll have time to sit and sip a cup of their delicious tea. But the real fun begins when Tammy comes to take me back for my treatment du jour. It’s always fabulous . . . but this last time I had a perfecting plant facial. I have had glycolic treatments (at other spas) but my sensitive skin was not so happy with me afterwards. This treatment didn’t do anything to my skin other than make it soft as the proverbial baby’s backside. So. Good. Totally worth the drive all the way down from McKinney! Go for the membership, it's an investment in you.
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