As I tweeted yesterday as it was happening, I spent the most relaxing day at a SPArty (love that clever name) at the Four Seasons Hotel in Westlake Village. It was part of the Global Spa Week for all the Four Seasons in the world. (Or at least the country—I was seriously too chill to get the entire story.)

All photos by Karen Salkin.

I could have easily spent the entire week at this one! I had been to a few events on this property before, always enjoying myself, but this time I got to spend quality, and relaxed, time at the spa in the hotel, which was a whole new experience for me.

Every part of the day was a highlight, so I’ll just go in order. I was part of an intimate group of beauty writers (and “social media influencers,” as the invitation stated, a moniker I love!) I loved how the day was structured, with us having group get-togethers but also time to explore alone, if we chose, (which I believe we all did.)

I got there early because, on the very few occasions that I ever have time to relax nowadays, I want to go all the way. After being greeted by our lovely event hosts, Allie Rhodes and Damien Craft, I was shown around the facility a bit, and then to my locker, where I immediately cozied up to the robe and spa slippers.

I went out to the gorgeous hotel pool, which was the perfect temperature, especially for November! I got right in and swam and did water aerobics for about forty-five minutes, which I sorely needed to do, let me tell you! And, in that pool and environment, the exercise felt especially satisfying. After a quick jacuzzi, I explored the massive expanse of stunning property in the back, including sitting in the gazebo in the middle of it, which I believe is actually a pagoda from China! (I don’t remember all the details of the story, but I remind you that I was too relaxed to give anything my full attention, which strange for me but a welcome pleasure.)

The group met up at noon in yet another relaxation area, the coed tranquility lounge, that featured a wooden red bridge in the middle, (which matches the pagoda out back,) and were escorted to a luxury spa suite that became our headquarters for the rest of the day. (And evening, for those of us who just couldn’t tear ourselves away. Guilty!)

There were healthful snacks in the suite at all times, (as well as champagne for the imbibers, which actually was everyone but me!,) and then we had lunch on the private patio by the jacuzzi. We had a choice of several spa dishes, but always marching to my own drummer, I went with the most delicious burger ever! OMG, that thing was heavenly! I actually figured out two of the chef’s secrets for it, but I’m not telling; I’ve got to respect someone who can make a burger taste that special. The fries were great, too, as was the company. I sat with Damien, who’s the Spa Director, whom they’ve also dubber the “Curator Of Calm,” a title I can agree with after chatting with him for so long. He’s one of the most pleasant executives I’ve ever met, with a sense of humor, to boot, (which I know because he laughed at everything I said! Smart guy.) Our waitress, Carmela, was just great and super-accommodating. Her sweet smile made me like her right away.

After lunch, we had a little time on our own again, if we so chose, so I went straight to the steam room. Jennifer, who took care of our locker room needs, showed me all the amenities, guaranteeing that I’d stay there longer.

I finally got to the part of the day that I guess was considered the main event–a DNAEGF renewal facial using Dr. Moy’s products. I was thrilled on every level: I had missed a bigger party for the launch of his line this summer when my mother had fallen ill, so I was happy to finally get to try the products; my aesthetician, Sheena Brockus, had beautiful skin herself, so I was secure in whatever she did to my face and neck; afterwards, my skin felt as great as Mr. X’s back, which (he hates when I tell people this) is as soft as a baby’s anything; and I got to just relax and be quiet for an hour! Plus, the massage portions of the facial were fabulous! (I live for massages, in case you didn’t know.)

We all wound-up back at the suite for some female bonding, and then Allie, who’s the Marketing Coordinator for the hotel, took me on a tour of the grounds, including the greenhouse that houses the chef’s herb garden.

I couldn’t resist the amazing spa shower, so I had to wash my hair in there, too. It was bigger than several of my New York pals’ apartments!!!

I had a choice of at least five activities for the night, including a couple of really big events, but the day was so special that I just wanted to stay home and continue chilling, (which made Mr. X happy, as well—he hates that I go out all the time…unless I take my car, so he has more room to krump.) But I know where I’ll be heading the next time I need to relax. Or get a great burger!!

www.fourseasons.com/westlakevillage

When I was doing my show, Karen’s Restaurant Revue, I talked about the late, great Butterfly Bakery, in Westwood, so much that viewers actually thought I owned it! I kept thinking that I should talk about it less, to dispel those thoughts, but I couldn’t help it—the wares were just so wonderful!

So, that’s what I’m beginning to worry that readers may think about the website spaphile.com; I write about their events so much, maybe readers will wonder if I own that site, too! But, alas, I don’t; I just love their well-put-together, fun events! And I’m grateful to be included. (You can be, too, when you sign-up at their site.)

So, about a month ago, needing some easy pampering, my friend Celia and I hopped right on over to Sunset Plaza for their latest happening, a simple hair event at the lovely, hidden-away (which makes it feel kind-of exclusive) Jeffrey-Kara Salon. (It’s the owners two first names.) Most of Spaphile’s events involve many services, but this one was just hair, which made it kind-of relaxing. No need to worry about what to sign-up for and when.

Celia and I showed-up with less-than-fresh hair, so we both had shampoos with Unite products, which worked great. I couldn’t stop touching my hair all week; it was so soft. (Though, in truth, I love my hair, so I touch it a lot anyway. That’s how I knew it was extra soft this time.)  Smelled good, too, Mr. X said. Yay!

That's Trina Daily in front, working on my friend's hair.

We both shared Trina Daily as our stylist. I don’t know why exactly, because we had to have our turns in a row, rather than at the same time, but we both really liked her, so it worked-out fine. And there were snacks, (the combo red velvet-apple pie, by Chef Lovejoy Cole, was the hit of the night,) drinks, a female DJ, and lots of space in the comfortable salon to roam around in, so we were relaxing even when we waiting for each other.

The interesting thing is that we have completely different hair and styles, so for one person to do both successfully is impressive. I think most of you know mine is long and luxurious (just seeing if you were paying attention with the latter adjective; I would never say that about myself,) but it’s long and straight, with bangs, and Celia’s is pretty short and goes up in a classy woman style, and Trina handled both with aplomb.

I’ll try to go back and review their other hair services for you sometime, as soon as I need color, so I’ll have more to tell you about. But, in the meantime, this Spaphile night was seriously exactly what Celia and I needed. Having good hair always lifts one’s spirits, thank goodness.

I had such a perfect experience at Beverly Hills’ three-month-old Style Bar BH last week that I must share it with you. Mr. X even looked at my hair last night and asked what was different because he thought it looked extra-good.

Every salon should be this laid-back and fun. And they have the nicest personnel ever! I wish they had been open when I was still doing my show because I would have looked forward to spending the day of the taping there, getting pumped-up, in looks and confidence to do a great show. I swear, I’ve never received so many heartfelt compliments in my life! Even though I probably don’t deserve them, they meant every word.

I had met one of the owners of this place, Sharona Rahimian, (her younger sister, Ramona Rolayem, is the other) at a mobile beauty event two weeks prior, and, when she told me about their express service (blow-dry, mani/pedi, and make-up in under an hour for under $100!,) I wanted to go experience it for myself. (Each service is just $33, so you don’t have to get all three to get an excellent deal at any time.)

The second I walked into Style Bar, after a stressful morning, I immediately relaxed. It’s big yet totally comfortable, with all pretty appointments and stations, and just the right combination of black/white/mirrors and splashes of color. I was planning on doing the Express Service, but when I went into the lovely restroom to change, I noticed the private rooms, and, with no time constraints that day, I immediately changed my mind over to their Premium Services. I decided to just take it slowly and luxuriate in the beyond-lovely treatment they provide there. Between the services, multiple snack breaks, and socializing, I wound-up staying for over five hours! (That was totally my choice; they move faster than that. But this place is like a “Cheers”—no one wants to leave!)

[Note: don't judge anything by the photos on their site; while the salon looks beautiful in them, they don't come close to capturing the super-friendly ambience. My pix don't do it justice either, actually. And the adorable sisters are a million times better-looking than their pix, too! A million!]

Besides how wonderful the services are, the best part is the wonderful lack of attitude from everyone there, from the owners on down. Since their mother works there, too, ever so pleasantly, I think it feels like a fun neighborhood family or something, the one whose house all the friends wind-up at. I cannot portray this enough, but usually salons, especially ones in Beverly Hills, make you feel like you’re an interloper, and they talk around, or down to, you, and act like they know sooooo much more than you do in the category of what you should look like. That’s not even close to the scene here! They want to do what you want them to, to make you happy.

I’m going to go in order of my experience, so please make sure to read it all, so you know some of what this establishment has to offer. Or, since house calls are a specialty of theirs, you can have the very same services in the comfort of your home! (Or hotel or office.) I also know that they do wedding parties—it almost makes me want to get married, just to have them work on me! (I just don’t want Mr. X to see girls this amiable—I’m happy that he doesn’t realize there are females nicer than I.)

So, first, after Sharona showed me around, Azita Beheshti refreshed my hair color. That girl has a wonderful eye for shades because, without having any knowledge of what was used on me in New York last month, she mixed-up the exact right color to do just my roots, so that my main mane didn’t have to get the extra stress of dye where it wasn’t needed. That’s the first time any stylist has ever known enough to do it that way!

My delicious take-out food. My mouth is watering just looking at that dill rice!

Just as I was thinking that if I spend the rest of the day there I’ll get very hungry, Sharona stopped in my room and asked if I’d like some food from Aram, the Persian restaurant right next door. I can’t tell you about just how delicious it was because I’m beginning to crave it again right now. But it was so good that I stopped there as soon as I was done at the salon to take some home to Mr. X. I promise, this place is review-worthy, so I’ll try to get back there soon for you guys. I can’t wait! Yum!

After Azi shampooed and applied a shine mask, (which may be why Mr. X couldn’t take his eyes off my hair,) I moved over to a mani-pedi from Keisha Goss, who should be a model. I never had such a fun, relaxing time with a nail tech. (By the way, for the Express Service, she comes to you and does them while you’re getting your hair blown.)

I upgraded to the most attractive foot bath ever, filled with aromatic petals. Because of the oils in them, I couldn’t do gel “polish” on my toes, but I did it on my fingernails. Gel has been my favorite substance for nails for almost a year now, and I was happy to discover a new brand of it, with the brilliant name “Gelish,” at Style Bar. Love it! It’s been over a week, and, knock on wood, I don’t even have a hint of a chip! I’ve had gels before, but I have to highlight the fact that Keisha did the absolute best manicure I’ve ever had! Including the cute shape and neatness of it all. And so easily. She didn’t even make fun of me for choosing the color “Gossip Girl!” Okay, I’m a goon who did choose it for its name, but it’s the perfect summer pink, and I love it.

Then, rocking my shiny new hair color and toes and nails, not to mention a full stomach, (which I wish I had right now!,) I was finally ready for my blow-dry from Angela Elizalde. We spent so much time comparing boyfriend notes that I actually forgot she was blowing my hair! When I looked in the mirror, I was amazed that my hair was all done! It looked very hip, straight with a tad of body and wave. She even trimmed my bangs, which those of you who watched my show know I’m a little nutty about, and they’re perfect.

I had forgotten that Azi had tinted my brows to match my hair, so then it was time to groom those babies, too. That’s where Bong Buan came in. He was actually supposed to do my make-up that day, but I was so tired at that point, I knew I was just going to go home and sleep that night, so he just shaped my brows. Beautifully, I might add. He told me that there’s a woman there who does them, too, but I was very happy with him, and can’t wait to go back to him for a special occasion, to see what he can do with my make-up.

As all this was happening, Ramona and her mom came around with beautiful trays of fresh fruit! They obviously never wanted me to leave because where else do you get treatment like this? And, of course, the whole time, they offered all of us customers beverages. At that point, if they had had some beds there, I would have stayed the night!

I told you this was the best salon experience ever, didn’t I? It wasn’t anything like the usual tedious time spent on improving my appearance; it was more like a coffee klatch! So, for once, I admit that this time, contrary to the title of my site, it really was about me! Because the people at Style Bar made it so.

136 S. Beverly Drive Beverly Hills 310-858-2400 www.stylebarbh.com

Last week-end, in the midst of all the MTV Movie Awards suites, I made time to go to an upscale beauty event, and I’m glad I did.  It was to celebrate the launch of Go Flawless Mobile Beauty, which brings all kinds of cosmetics services to your home, hotel, and even office. It was held in a suite at Beverly Hills’ gorgeous Montage Hotel, a location I’m beginning to love!

The organizers did it a really fun way–it felt kind-of like we ladies (and one brave gent) were at a pajama party; it was very casual and friendly.  As we entered the suite (you could hear the fun all the way down the hall, when you got off the elevator,) right away we saw some fun clothing and jewelry, which I’m assuming were for sale, but I never even had time to peruse the wares.

That’s because I walked right over to the beautiful refreshments, set-up in three areas of the living room.   I understand that two famous Armenian caterers, Karina and Anait, did it all.   It was the perfect mix of healthful, easy-to-eat in a crowd, finger foods like hummus, endive with orzo, and giant cheese puffs, and sweet treats like mini-cupcakes and fresh cherries.

Many of the guests were there to get injectables from Go Flawless founder, Gohar Abrahamyan, who looks great herself, so I would trust her if I were into that kind-of procedure.  But I always need my face to move, so people can know just I’m really thinking.  (Yeah–like I don’t just come out and say it!) Plus, the fluid faces I tend to make are part of my on-camera persona, (which those of you who used to watch Karen’s Restaurant Revue are probably all too familiar with,) and I plan to start a podcast soon, so I don’t need to go there yet, knock on wood, though I’m sure most people in this town are grateful for such easy ways to stop wrinkles nowadays. www.goflawless.com

I had signed-up for eyelash extensions at this event, but since I showed up with curlier hair than even I knew I had, I was secretly hoping that they could also fit me in for a flat-iron sesh, which they did.  I had the owner of Beverly Hills’ wonderful new Style Bar, Sharona Rahimian, working on me!  That was great because I got to hear all about the fabulous concept over there of getting your hair styled, a mani/pedi, and make-up done, all in under an hour, if you need to get out, and also all for under $100!!!  Pretty good deal, if you ask me.  I was so intrigued that I had to go try it out for myself just yesterday, and I’ll be giving you all the fabulous deets next week, so please check back for that. (I’m dying to sing its praises this very second, but I want to devote an entire column to just them, so you have to wait until next week.) www.stylebarbh.com

Then, at the Mobile Beauty event, I had eyelash extensions done by Monica Deptula of The Lash Factory.  She made it really easy and quick.  I was planning on napping during it, because most others have taken a long time for the same results, but Monica got me in and out pretty quick, which I really appreciated after all my week-end activities. [Note: it's been almost two weeks, and nary a lash has fallen off!!! That's a first for me, in all my lash experience. Usually by now, they're an uneven mess. So, extra thanks to Monica!] www.thelashfactory.com

I had a little time left over because of the quick lashes, so I decided to try a neck-firming procedure, called “sublative rejuvenation,” performed by Denise Peckson of American Laser Skincare.  She told me that you see results in about six months, so I’ll, of course, let you know then.  Let you know? I mean that I’ll sing it from the rooftops if it works!!!  With a tiny chin, my neck has always been an issue, even when I was super-skinny, so I’m hoping for great results.

If you can’t wait the six months to hear how mine turns-out, and want to look into it yourself now, I just have to warn you that it’s a tad uncomfortable, and you can’t be seen for a couple of days.  There are a lot of precautions to take, thankfully, so please check into them first.  Because this was a beauty event, and not their office, I just went into it blindly, and then had to miss the next few days’ worth of events, so, if I had understood what was happening, I wouldn’t have done it at that time.  But I still would’ve wanted to give it a shot later on because I think it will probably pay off in the end. Fingers crossed. www.americanlaser.com

So, now I’m out and about, rocking my oh-so-natural-looking lashes, and will soon have the new mani/pedi/blow-dry to tell you about.  This afternoon of beauty was a girly-girl’s dream! And since they’re mobile, you can have it all yourself at any time. You go, girl! Flawless, that is.

After a week and a half in New York, which included throwing my little mother her birthday party and attending that early morning women’s breakfast I told you about yesterday, not to mention having the soles fall off not one, but two, pairs of expensive shoes (hey, thanks Donna Karan!, said very sarcastically,) I needed some refreshing. My hair was dull and frazzled (so, it matched my brain at that point!,) and just about all of my usually-beautiful nails had broken. I was a mess.

The view of Grand Central Station out the window of the salon. All photos by Karen Salkin.

I had met an attractive female at the Celebrating Women breakfast who recommended getting some pampering at the Angelo David Salon, across from Grand Central Station, (which, just by the way, is one of my most hated places on the planet.) The location does make it convenient to most New Yorkers, so don’t mind my prejudice against the station itself. (Long story for another time.)

The view of the reception area as you get off the elevator.

So, a couple of days after my mother’s very successful party, and wallowing in the gloom of a week of rainy New York City days, I took a beauty day for myself and headed over to Angelo David. Since I don’t have a computer in New York, (yet another long story,) I asked Mr. X to look it up for me, and he said, “It’s a really classy place!” And we know if there’s any place that I fit in, it’s a classy one! (Yeah, right.)

After a harrowing subway ride, (I hadn’t taken one in about eight years, and this made me remember why,) I needed some calming down when I arrived. And that’s just what they did. Pretty quickly, I met my stylist, Meaghan Frayne, who’s actually their artistic director, (at such a young age!,) and she went right to work, analyzing my coiffure needs. She didn’t say anything bad about my tresses, as some hair people think they must, to show their clients that they know best, so I liked her right away.

Meaghan was the perfect balance of being in-charge without foisting her vision on the client. She’s a normal, nice, cute girl who doesn’t act like she’s all that. I didn’t even know of her high position at the salon until I noticed it in tiny writing on her business card! (That’s the same writing that states my position as “Major Celebrity” on mine—I don’t need to knock people over the head with it. Either they realize I’m a major celeb or they don’t.) She’s very easy-going and just into getting it done, all the while singing the praises of the head guy, Angelo David himself. (More on him later.)

My hair--the finished product!!!

I’m thrilled to say that she kept my hair just about the same shade that it’s been my whole life, so it looks really natural, just fresher. But she trimmed my hair in a way that I’ve been wanting to try, without me mentioning it! It’s still super-long, but instead of the straight across that it’s been on the bottom, it’s more of a V shape, with just a bit of layers there, so that it will have some wave to it, even when blown. That’s what I had been trying to ask other stylists to do, but they didn’t know what I meant. Meaghan thought that’s the way it should be without me even mentioning that that’s the style I was interested in! And it looks so cute in a ponytail now, too.

Marianna working on someone else's manicure. (I'm a pretty good photographer, but not that good that I could have taken this one of myself!)

While I was resting my weary head on the sink, waiting for a quick conditioning treatment to work its magic, I had the most fun thing happen—a lovely woman, Mariana Kryekurti, gently took my hands. At first, I didn’t know what was going on, but it turned-out that she was starting my manicure right then and there!!! I didn’t have to spend any of my limited New York time having the services in a row—she came to me, and did the manicure during the conditioning, continuing on while Meaghan and her trusty assistant, Charley Keating, blew my hair–I was triple-teamed! What luxury.

I hate having non-uniform nails, whether long or short, and when Mariana was done, they were perfect. Even the ones that had broken all the way down. (New York is always murder on my hands.) I could get used to this kind of special treatment.

Now that I was finally calm and attractive (well, compared to how I looked when I showed-up, anyway,) I was ready for a tour of the salon, courtesy of Carlos Perez, who’s an expert in their specialty of hair extensions and what they politely refer to as “additions.” (Hairpieces, for those of you not up on the politically correct jargon.) I had seen a number of private rooms, and was wondering what they were for. Now I know they’re to respect the privacy of hair-challenged clients, which I think is just great. Since I have enough hair for ten people, (as people who need an hour to blow my luxurious locks usually tell me,) I felt a little guilty realizing just how many people really need assistance in this area. But it’s good that those on the east coast have the Angelo David Salon to help them.

Carlos Perez and Angelo David.

Towards the end, I met Angelo himself, who looked like the guys I went to high school with in Brooklyn, which made me comfortable right away. We didn’t get to talk long, since Carlos and Meaghan had already given me the low-down on everything I could possibly want to know about the place, and it was raining and I was anxious about taking a dreaded subway ride back home. (With good cause, as it turned-out. Standing on a subway car is far from the best thing for a herniated disk.)

Artistic Director Meaghan Frayne and Charley Keating double-team blow-drying another client.

Meaghan was kind enough to pin up my hair and help me cover it with the scarf I was wearing around my neck originally, so that it wouldn’t get too messed-up by the weather, and then she excitedly exclaimed, “Wait, I have something for you!” It was a brand new Angelo David umbrella! I was beside myself with happiness to receive it because I could just hear my mother lamenting that I had ignored her pleadings to bring an umbrella that day.

And I must tell you that both my hair and nails held up not only for that ride back to Brooklyn, but for the rest of my New York trip and back to Los Angeles. My time at the Angelo David Salon even made me loosen up a bit on my intense dislike for Grand Central Station! Who knew all it would take is some good grooming and pleasant company?

Angelo David Salon 48 East 43rd Street NYC 212.883.6620 www.angelodavid.com

As a girly-girl, you know that there’s nothing I love more than a good beauty event. Especially when it also has food and goodie bags! Here are three I’ve been to recently, all so different, in different areas of Los Angeles, in order of my recent first.

ELEANOR JEAN BOUTIQUE LAUNCH

OMG!!! This is the most gorgeous, mouth-watering girly-girl place I’ve ever seen! Usually salons this beautifully creative are for only little girls, but this one is for everyone. I can’t portray enough just how much I loved this place. My friend and I got to the Eleanor Jean opening early, so we could go to other places when we done. But we were having such a blast that we wound-up staying even after everyone else had left. It was like being in a fairytale. I never wanted to leave!

Created by entrepreneur, Jacey Kassabian, and named after her beloved southern grandmother, this place is a fantasy land. I swear, it took my breath away when we first entered. The color scheme, dominated by turquoise and pink, is mouth-watering. Even the goodie bags matched the décor!

The pedicure area.

The front room is the retail area, with all kinds of creams and lotions and make-up, nail polish, jewelry, and headbands. I have a feeling that Jacey hand-picked each and every item herself. There’s one little curtained-off room for lash work (extensions and dying,) that has a giant powder puff as its pillow! Genius.

Then, if you’re lucky enough to get a mani/pedi there, you step into the back room, which is like no nail salon you’ve ever seen. Seriously, my friend and I spent the entire duration of the party back there because it was definitely the place to be. You’ve just got to experience it for yourself.

My new BFFs, Diana Ruiz and Tina V'lanomelle.

My nail tech was Diana Ruiz, who looks like the mysterious leading lady in a film noir movie. She couldn’t have been kinder or more efficient. Tina V’lanomelle did my friend’s nails, with the patience of Job, and it turns out, that we had met an Oscar suite earlier this year when she was there helping-out with their services. We recognized each other, though my job in that category was easier because how can you forget a cute girl with pink hair in the front and bright red lips? I’m telling you, these girls are the perfect advertisement for a business that’s all about beauty.

All the while, we were treated to champagne with raspberries, pink lemonade, and mint juleps, which were a tribute to Jacey’s southern roots. She also served cupcakes and other treats from Melissa Joan Hart’s near-by SweetHarts shop. I believe Jacey told me that she always has these snacks on hand at Eleanor Jean, which means I just may pay daily visits to the place!

I hope to review all the services down the line, when they get really rolling, but if you have time before I do, I heavily suggest you stop in as soon as you can. And then you can go shopping in the area because several businesses on the same block are mini-celebrity-owned. (Lisa Rinna, Tory Spelling.) But to me, the only celeb that matters is the one that you feel like when you’re at Eleanor Jean.

13812 Ventura Blvd.   Sherman Oaks   818-788-1546

JM BLOW-DRY SPRING EVENT

Boy, how Joseph Martin Salon has progressed with the times. Way back in the day, when Michael McCartney (yes, Paul’s bro!,) was a guest on my show, he told me about this place, and for awhile, I had my pre-taping manicures done there.

Now, they’ve expanded to include one of the new, hip blow-dry bars. (This may sound strange, but I feel that I’m at least partly responsible for their arrival in L.A., in general, because I always talked about them on my show, after I discovered the original versions of them in my native Brooklyn, imploring someone to open them on this coast. And here they are!)

So, last week, I was really happy to attend the JM Blow-out Spring Fling, where my friend and I had our tresses shampooed and blown, while noshing on cheese and crackers, hummus, and Sweet E’s mini-cupcakes. They had champagne and all sorts of wines, as well.

I was lucky enough to be assigned to easy-going New Jersey-ite Steven Shames, who blew my hair straight, with a touch of body, in a short time, while keeping me entertained with stories that negated my need to watch Dateline that week. At my urging, of course.

Celia had two guys, Brian and Paris, work on her ’do because it’s a little more complicated than my long, straight tresses. And, since it’s a blow-dry bar, they did it all with just a blow dryer. Pretty impressive.

Karen Salkin with Steven Shames.

As Steven was finishing-up with me, a man in a white coat approached me and asked if he could “borrow” my hand. I didn’t know what to think at first, but then he proceeded to give me an excellent hand massage. What a fun perk!

An added bonus was that they have the best hangars I’ve ever encountered in a salon dressing room! They’re the ones that they sell a lot of on shopping shows, that make it almost impossible for your clothing to slip off.

And, as we were exiting, looking great (well, at least in the hair department,) we were handed goodie bags of products to maintain beautiful locks at home. This was exactly my kind of peaceful, stress-free event.

9410 Dayton Way   Beverly Hills   310-86-1880

SPAPHILE TASTING EVENT AT LE POSH SALON

Spaphile.com hosted yet another fun beauty party at the seven-month-old Le Posh Salon in Hollywood. That particular area just keeps getting hipper all the time. And this beauty destination classes it up; the name says it all.

Once again, we got to choose two services from about four or five. My friend and I went with a quick neck and shoulder massage and having our hair blown. (They weren’t doing shampoos at this one, so we arrived with our hair wet, though some others just had theirs styled rather than blown.)

While we all waited our turn, we got to snack on wonderful organic and natural treats courtesy of four-month-old West Hollywood multi-Asian eatery, Fresheast. There was a little taste of something for everyone–chicken, shrimp, vegetables, brown rice, etc. It was good to be eating so healthfully at an event.

My friend and I were lucky enough to have Creative Director Jarrod Fisher give us a mini-tour of the pristine salon. Every inch of the place looks so fabulous that I hope to do a whole relaxing day there soon to review for you guys. And trust me, with all their fun services, that will be a long day!

7551 W. Sunset Blvd.   West Hollywood   323-851-5558

As you can well imagine, (you don’t have to imagine–I write about them!,) I get invited to “spa parties” all the time. These are events that are held either in an actual spa, or more often than not, at another venue, but featuring mini spa services.

They’re oftentimes confusing, with the attendees not knowing where to turn, and the party personnel not figuring out how best to accommodate the guests who desire each service.

But, I recently attended the most perfectly organized spa party ever! It was thrown by Spaphile.com, which is a website that hooks-up its subscribers with greatly discounted services on at least a weekly basis.

To show off some of the local Los Angeles spas they feature on the site, they threw a fun event at upscale Melrose store, Catherine Malandrino. (That made me conscious of the name when Modern Family’s Julie Bowen mentioned that’s who she was “wearing” at the SAG awards a few days later.)

This is what they did that was so brilliant: at the check-in table, you got to sign-up for whichever two services you wanted. You got a two-pronged numbered “ticket” that you wrote your name on. Then you gave one half to the head of the service area you had chosen, so that they would either call your name or find you when it was your turn. None of the usual haggling over who was behind whom on line, or wasting your whole time at the party waiting on line! Genius! I couldn’t have planned it better myself. (I’m always the guest who has to figure out a system for everyone once I’m there, which is really annoying. So, this was really great for me.)

My newly-blown 'do, which is too long for the frame!

In addition to loving the organization of the soiree, we had a lovely time. For my two services, I choose hair and face. First, Farid Taheri of Joseph Martin Salon blew-out my hair, noting that I had a lot of it! Considering that we were doing it in the cozy dressing-room of the store, and that I had used inferior shampoo that day, (trust me–you don’t want to know!,) I don’t know how he did such a great job!

Then I had a quickie skin-lifting treatment courtesy of Vera Bella Spa, while resting my head on the luxurious couch in the clothing shop. I really did see an immediate difference in the height of my facial features!

While I did those, my guest got a manicure from Bellacures, who had the biggest waiting list. (I was rocking gels on my nails, so I sat that one out.) There was also a make-up application area and even a chiropractor to consult with, who told me I have great posture–I guess those early years of ballet paid-off.

In-between services and discounted shopping for the evening, we had healthful salad roll-ups and hummus from newcomer Freshii. So, what did I do with my new fresh face and hair, and stomach-ful of good-for-you snacks? Rush home to watch the Australian Open, of course!

I am so glad that I waited two weeks after my excellent experience at Byi-tu Salon in Santa Monica to tell you about it because the cut just keeps getting even better with time. And the best part is that my bangs are still perfect!

So, here are the scoops on this place. Many of you know that I really don’t love trusting people with my hair, which is actually my one feature that I absolutely love. (As I tell everyone–we all have to have one good thing!) But, after a month of crazy weather in New York, I figured it was time for a beauty renewal, especially since the new year had just begun. Someone in New York had just told me about Byi-tu Salon on this coast, so I figured I’d take a chance.

First of all, it’s pronounced “Beauty Salon,” and I think is supposed to be Japanese, but nobody at the salon is Japanese, so I still don’t understand that part. No matter–everything else about the place is crystal clear.

Right off the bat, I’ll tell you my favorite part–even though this is a hip, happening, busy salon, no one there is obnoxious! Everyone was welcoming to me and made me, a first-timer, feel comfortable.

And while the look and approach of the salon are the epitome of modern, they have one very old-fashioned value that is, perhaps, what makes the team so special–everyone is hired, as opposed to just renting a chair. That’s a rarity nowadays! Maybe that’s why the staff is so nice to each other and is a cohesive unit.

When I got changed and settled, they gave me a “welcoming folder,” (I can’t remember what they call it exactly,) so that they would have all my hair info in writing, which I think is a great idea. My team was Natasha Sunshine, the owner, on haircut, and Sura Radcliffe on color, with Nicole assisting them.

The best part is that all three ladies looked good themselves!!! I hate having any kind of professional work on me who’s weak in their own area of expertise, such as dentists with bad teeth, manicurists with bad nails, or hairstylists with bad hair! These girls looked like they knew what they were doing in the beauty department, which inspired confidence right away.

Byu-ti Salon owner Natasha Sunshine and color expert Sura Radcliffe.

Natasha is whom I spent the most time with, as she was doing the main work. She has the perfect look and I trusted her completely, which is odd for me. Salons always want to change my look, to make it their own, not mine. Not so with Natasha. She just wanted to make me happy, which is the way it’s supposed to be.

Sura “warmed-up” my color, which meant making it a little darker and much less red. My first thought was that a pal who always dislikes my “junior” wardrobe will be thrilled to see me looking a tad more adult, in a good way. I think I actually did start acting a little more responsible afterwards. And it’s been over two weeks with absolutely no color fading at all! And, shamefully, I’ve even used some crappy shampoos at home recently.

Then Natasha began my long and relaxing “Healing Haircut.” She asks you what you want to let go of, and, at the end of a fabulous neck, back, scalp, and shoulder massage, you get rid of what you were concentrating on with a swoop of her hands. (She explains it better than I do, of course.) So, after the most relaxing experience I ever had in a salon, I got rid of twenty pounds! Of course it doesn’t really work like that, but both Mr. X and I noticed that I’ve been thinner in the last ten days or so, so who knows? And, technically, I think you’re really supposed to let go of much bigger issues, not weight.

Then Natasha did some hair treatments, for which Byu-ti Salon is known. They have their own formulas for different tress needs. And vitamins, too, which I’m planning to take daily, just in case, though I feel I should pass them on to some follically-challenged pals.

And finally the hair-cut, which in my case she did on dry hair! That was great for me because I got to see just what was happening, with no surprises.

When they finished, I still looked basically like myself, which is what I wanted, (unless they could turn me into Grace Kelly or some other beauty icon, but, after all, their hairdressers, not miracle workers!,) but with what many people think is a more grown-up color. Except for Mr. X, that is. He said I look like I’m fifteen, which in our world is a huge compliment. I’ve actually never received more kudos from him! He mentions my hair every day, and says how shiny and terrific it looks. You have no idea how happy that makes me.

Here’s our exact dialogue when I walked into the house: Mr. X: “You look 15!” Me: “So, my hair is good?” Mr. X: “No, it’s great!” And it’s been like that ever since.

So, to sum up, my trip to Byu-ti Salon worked-out wonderfully. The place is peaceful, everyone looks good and knows their business, and I didn’t even tell you about their philosophy to “Give Goodness.” But I have to save some things for you to discover for yourselves.

510 Wilshire Blvd. Santa Monica 310-587-2207　 www.byu-ti.com

Before I left for New York for the holiday, I managed to get to a few events that I didn’t have time to tell you about before. (But don’t worry–I’ll still post from the east coast, [oh look--a rhyme,] so please don’t forget to check-out this site every day.) They’re all worth knowing about, so better late than never. And they all involve beauty of some sort, (hip sunglasses, body wear, face products, and eyelashes,) so I figured they’d make a good column together.

SOLSTICE SUNGLASSES LAUNCH

What better way to launch a new shopping site than with a luncheon at a delightful new eatery? And that’s exactly what SolsticeSunglasses.com did recently. In addition to buying hip Solstice sunglasses at their many boutiques, you can now do it from the comfort of your computer.

We shared in the company’s celebration at fabulous new-ish restaurant Eveleigh on the Sunset Strip. (Neither my hippest friend, Lucia, nor I, the queen of the hipsters, even knew of this almost secret location! That made it even more fun.)

The food was as colorful and well-arranged as it was delicious, the chef I spoke with was darling, and the space, which is mainly on a covered patio, was absolutely lovely. Very relaxing afternoon. (I hope to do a real review of it by early next year.)

That's Ashlee Simpson with the short blonde hair.

Among the scenesters who were trying-on the many luxury, designer, and sport sunglasses brands was Ashlee Simpson, looking very Peter Pan-esque in her new super-short blonde ’do. (Wouldn’t it be funny if she, in turn, was telling her friends that “Karen still looked very Cher-esque in her never-changing long brunette ’do?”)

Every launch of anything should be this lovely! Props to Solstice (and their PR team,) for doing it right!

TAMMY SEGELL AT CHRISTOPHER HILL SALON

A few months back, I was visiting a very pampered pal, and in walked this nice girl I had never seen before. Turns out, she’s Tammy Segell, an aesthetician at the Christopher Hill Salon in Brentwood, who also makes house calls, when she can find time in her busy schedule. (She’s also a jewelry designer, under her full name Tamara Segell, and leads the activities at the new craze of make-your-own-jewelry parties.) She was there that day to wax my pal’s whole body and dye her eyelashes and brows. (Pampered enough for you?)

I had dyed my lashes only once, when I first came out to L.A. as a teen-ager, and it burned so much (remember, though, that it was back in the day) that I was scared to death the whole time. When I told my mother about it (like an idiot!–why worry her after the fact?,) she made me promise to never do it again.

And I kept that promise for all these years. (Well, since I was a teen-ager then, it hasn’t been that many years.) Until, that is, I watched Tammy’s caring technique and saw how my friend’s lashes, and those of her beautiful daughter, came-out. So, since I don’t love wearing make-up in New York, and just like to be able to run out the door to spend time with friends at a moment’s notice, I figured I’d break my promise (with my mother’s permission–she didn’t even know what I was talking about, and yet I was true to my word–so, kudos to me!,) and do it for the holidays.

I don’t need to beckon anyone to my home to beautify me, so I went to the salon, which turned-out to be located in that fun Brentwood Village on Barrington.

Tammy was so gentle and fast doing my lashes that I didn’t even realize she was also dying and shaping my brows! Mr. X noticed them right away. And I met a pal after, to look around the area, and she thought that I had individual lashes done!

The best part is that Tammy’s a really nice, non-judgmental girl who doesn’t try to talk you into stuff you don’t need. And I heard on her the phone to her young son the day I met her and a kinder, gentler mom I can’t imagine. There’s no better kind-of person to trust your looks to.

NIGHT OF BEAUTY

As an avid viewer of the now-defunct Extreme Makeover, (the people version, not the home,) I was glad to be invited to a “Night of Beauty” at the office of one of the show’s dermatologists, Ava Shamban.

Knock on wood that my skin is one of good points, and I don’t believe in plastic surgery or fillers (yet,) but I saw her help many patients in need on the show, so I was happy to meet her. And being such a girlie-girl, I love anything to do with beauty.

The PR people did a great job because the place was packed! And with all women. Some really needed the doctor’s services, so they were at the right place! (You know who you are.)

As we entered, we were given little white mesh bags, and we went from treatment room to treatment room, basically “trick-or-treating” for product samples, which was more fun than getting a pre-made goodie bag. This way, we could collect only what we were interested in and there was no waste. In some of the rooms, we found-out what the samples were for and given specific ones for our skin.

They had a bar set-up in the waiting room, with some healthy juices in addition to wine, but, of course, my favorite part was David Catering’s fabulous snacks. They were simple, filling, delicious, and most importantly at a crowded function such as this, easy to hold. Maybe even better than the food itself was the absolutely lovely and accommodating demeanor of Giovanni Polanco, the adorable server.

Good food, good company, and beauty products and info–what more could a girl want?

INVEL US LAUNCH PARTY

Karen Salkin with Pele.

Invel, a Brazilian Performance Technology Products company, held a lovely cocktail party at the Beverly Hills Hotel to celebrate their US launch.

Being that science was my worst subject in school, except for heredity stuff, I still don’t understand these Invel products, but it has something to do with body temperature and thermal effects.

Brazilian women are among the sexiest in the world, so this stuff must work! Speaking of Brazilian women–they’re somewhat more robust, shall we say, than US women, so, with my newfound poundage, I fit right in! If I’m not bale to exercise soon (because of my back,) I just may have to move there!

But the best part of the event to me, even more than the delicious, healthful repast, is that I got to meet Pele! The legendary soccer player, Pele! I’m in awe. He’s the original guy who got the world interested in soccer, way before David Beckham. He’s definitely a national hero south of the border.

And he was so lovely to me. He even got up from dinner to take a picture with me! He didn’t’ for anyone else, and I said that I could just lean down to him, but being a real gentleman, he leapt to his feet, grabbed me tight around the waist, and even put my hands together as we parted and kissed them!!! I still can’t believe that Pele kissed my hands! I keep telling Mr. X that even though I think American guys may be over me, there’s always Brazilian guys. I didn’t realize just how right I am!

So, to sum up, excellent light buffet, learning about a great new shapewear products and hanging with Pele–now that’s what I call a worthwhile cocktail party!

Okay, so you all know about the herniated disc in my lower back already. After three months of not walking at the beginning of the year, I worked it out myself, without drugs, surgery, or therapy. I’m still in constant discomfort, and can’t exercise or wear heels, but I’m doing okay, knock on wood.

Massage room.

But, when I was in New York this Fall, I thought that “okay” meant “all better” and I was far from wrong. All of a sudden, I found myself driving and walking again, and in excruciating pain from doing so. My caring friend Lauren took one look at me and insisted that I visit her massage therapist, Alex Kaminski, at the Office of Integrated Medicine at their spanking new offices on the Upper East Side. She swears by him. (And by the rest of the place, too! Please make sure to read down to the part about the fabulous facialist, Liliya Chernova.)

Alex was fabulous! A former Olympic athlete with not one, but two herniated discs himself, he really knew his stuff, let me tell you. This was no fun namby-pamby massage! Alex was there to help me to get around comfortably and heal. He helped me a lot in just one session. I can only imagine how much good he could do if I lived there!

Lauren wanted to show me around the lovely new offices, but I was out of time. But I thought about it for a few days, and was so grateful to Alex that I wanted to go back and find-out more about their services. [Note: I hope to visit him again this trip, so I’ll report on any updates in January.]

The beautiful, classy waiting room.

It’s run by a well-thought-of chiropractor, but since that’s the wrong kind of doctor for a herniated disc, I didn’t need to meet him. But I did spend time with a couple of members of the lovely office staff. (More on them later.)

It was towards the end of my month in New York, so I thought it was time to relax with a therapeutic facial from the aforementioned Liliya Chernova. It was wonderful! Finally, an aesthetician who knows enough to include the most important neck and shoulders! (Most of them ignorantly stop at the chin.) This facial was truly the single best beauty treatment I’ve ever had. No wonder she’s billed as a “Beauty Therapist!”

During most facials I’ve received over the years, I lie there hoping that the aesthetician will do a long massage, but rarely do they. Liliya gave me one so long and thorough that, I swear, I think I was actually hallucinating! I was really in and out of consciousness because I was so relaxed. I could never even begin to emulate what she did, but it was just perfect. It’s what a facial massage should be, and never is!

And, the second best part was that she didn’t say anything bad about my skin, in an attempt to sell me products or set-up more sessions. Ladies–you know what I’m talking about! She even told me that I didn’t need any extractions! The others always try to make you feel bad and insecure, and Liliya was only complimentary. Loved her!

Then, I met Alex Aranjo, the manager of the cosmetic surgery division. He couldn’t have been nicer and less pushy, also. He answered only the questions I asked, and showed me how they do some basic procedures, without even once suggesting that I needed any “work.” I really appreciated that.

He introduced me to Isis Harris, who’s the medical aesthetician, as opposed to Liliya, who’s the cosmetic one. Isis said she loves doing little procedures to the skin, and showed me how easy some of them are. These two really seemed to love doing their jobs and improving patients’ looks and self-esteem.

I was so relaxed and comfortable that, had I not had a screening to get to, I could have spent a few more hours there! I felt I was among friends, and that they were really looking-out for my well-being. Which is actually more than many of my actual friends do!

635 Madison Avenue New York 212-277-4406 www.officeofintegrativemedicine.com