The Blurb:
I didn’t know much about Bliss Spa before visiting; the most I knew was that I’d seen it opposite Malaysian restaurant Awana. But when I heard about the triple oxygen facial I was intrigued; they have been offering the face-freshening facial since their opening in 1996 and have recently brought out a range of products inspired by the facial, such as an energising cleansing foam and eye gel.
The Process:
The spa itself looks like a spa from the future with its pale blue egg chairs and cloud-clad walls. I was led down to my locker, which was electronically locked with a code set by me and surrounded by frosted glass showers and mirrored walls. I changed into my robe and slippers and made my way into the lounge room, which had blue padded walls, funky cushions and a perspex table with a cake stand of cheese, grapes and some very luxurious brownies.
My technician then came in and introduced herself and led me to the treatment room. The treatment table was heated, which was a welcomed novelty. I instantly noticed that the music was actually really good with some soft pop from Paloma Faith and Feist; much better than your usual ‘lift music’ or mating whale sounds. She started by looking at my skin under a light brighter than the sun, then got to work cleansing and exfoliating my face in turn with wrapping my face in hot towels. Then came the fruit acid wash, which tingled slightly but wasn’t uncomfortable.
The first of the triple oxygen treatments was the oxygen wrap. If you are claustrophobic I would warn your therapist, as your face is slathered in the face mask, wrapped in plastic and hot towels, with just a small opening over your nose to prevent suffocation. I was treated to an arm and hand massage which was thorough and stress-busting while the wrap got to work.
The dreaded extraction was next. This extraction was like no other I’ve had before. With the light on my face again, the therapist squeezed every single enlarged pore on my face. Some of them were rather stubborn and I must admit rather painful, but as WLG put it ‘no gain without pain’.
The second oxygen treatment was an enzyme pack that fizzed all over my face like an Alka-Seltzer. This was a very strange sensation, but the leg and foot massage I received throughout helped to distract me. The oxygen spray finished off the treatment, with a quick gust of air to my face.
I lounged around in the spa for a bit afterwards and had a lovely hot shower and a brownie before braving the tube.
The Result:
The next day I had a very sore chin from the extractions and fruit acid treatment. The boyfriend commented that I looked 13. He didn’t mean fresh-faced; he meant spotty… However, the rest of my face was silky smooth.
