AUBREEVISION - Observations from the far side of the dial

Let the record state that I have the best boyfriend in the world. For Valentine's Day, Eric bought me a day at the spa, and a chi-chi spa at that. Just reading the description makes me blissy and jelly-limbed:

"Holtz Supreme Day at the Spa. A timeless classic. Relieve stress and tension with an essential oil body steam, a European facial and a fragrant aromatherapy massage. Relax and rejuvenate hands and feet with a Holtz Signature manicure and pedicure and a hot stone foot massage. Spa cuisine will be catered by Sante restaurant and served in our beautiful Orchid Lounge. Your day will finish with a light makeup application and shampoo and style. Let us sweep you away with this amazing experience."

Consider me swept, and I haven't even gone in yet. Eric's intuition is dead-on: I've been browsing the treatment descriptions on Holtz's website, and the package he chose marries all of the sensory treats my body yearns for. Well done, Lovest, well done!

Not to mention that the price tag nearly gave me a stroke.

Thank you for treating me like a queen, darling Eric - and for knowing exactly what I need.

                 

(Do the six-pack abs come with the treatment?)