A birthday voucher for Edvard and Pink had been lurking in the shadows of my life, for oh about six months now. Today was the day for some much needed #TreatYoSelf me-time, in what brought home gold at the World Luxury Spa Awards in 2016. (No, I haven’t heard of that ceremony either tbh).
Since hearing of the salon last year I’ve been v. intrigued – mainly because I half live in Dundrum Town Centre (even though I hate the place) – yet had never made it higher than Toni and Guy. Edvard and Pink is located higher again if you’re familiar with the place; taking over levels 4, 5 and 6 of the shopping centre. With only positive reviews to be found, I imagined it being an oasis of calm in a rainbow of chaos.
Me being me I checked in on the wrong level to begin with – although the silver lining of that being I found out all about their CACI Non-Surgical Facelift – something I’ve been meaning to try for an age. (FYI Edvard and Pink have a Buy Six Get Two Free offer on it at the mo.)
Anyway, down I trotted to the Level 5 Spa, where I was booked in for their Hot Stone Therapy (€95). Now when I say I was in dire need of some pain relief, I’m not exaggerating. The past few weeks have taken their toll on me and without boring y’all with the deets, two fainting spells on ceramic tiles resulted in a v. bruised and battered Pharmer’s Journal.
The Spa on Level 5 was totally different vibes to the Level Six Cosmetic Clinic (which was jammers). Gone was the manic Friday rush hour feels, and in was the Aromatherapy Associates essential oil wafting through the air. Obsessed. On came the panpipe music, off came my OOTD, and down I lay.
The massage was fab – very relaxing, and by the end I genuinely felt the weight lifted off my shoulders. If your muscles are in need of some tension relief, but you’re not a fan of a firmer massage; hot stone massages are the way to go. The penetrating heat and weight from therapeutic stones relax and warm tense muscles – thus letting your therapist work deeply whilst still using a lighter massage. My therapist worked every muscle to the bone, kneading out knots like no tomorrow. Highly recommend. The treatment itself lasted a good hour, probably around 70 mins (I didn’t clock it, soz!), and I was massaged from head to toe with extra emphasis on my crippled back.
Once complete, I was dreaming – literally crying out for a dressing gown and a relaxation room. Feeling incredibly zen and ready for sleep, it felt somewhat criminal to get straight up from the bed and straight into my skinny jeans. Which was my one gripe with the place – it could do with a tranquility room type scenario for those trying to stretch a few relaxing hours out of it. Obviously this in-out scenario can work to it’s advantage too, along with its easy access location. (Well, easily accessed if you’re in or around Dublin I suppose.) Just know that it’s not the type of spa to book for a girly day out for example.
Will I return? Yes, definitely. I’d happily book in for the same treatment once more to be honest. And once I get the (engagement) finger out and finally put a date on our wedding, I’ll be signing up for a course of the old CACI me thinks!