I haven't had many facials in my life. And up until the most recent one I wouldn't say I exactly enjoyed them either. I remember my first facial felt like something out of a spooky Stepford wife science experiment complete with warm gases, florescent lights and poking. The next felt like I had been snuck under Iron Curtain Russia where my esthetician gained some sick pleasure from keeping me guessing and alert. But recently I was treated to the finest, most relaxing facial at Silk Day Spa. 
Silk is the subterranean and exclusive spa hidden around the corner on 13th & 6th Avenue. After a decent massage I was drowsily led deeper into their underground utopia and into a cozy and warm facial room. There I met my soft-handed and low-voiced facialist, Soyoung. We began the 60 minute session and I expected a semi-rude awakening but au contraire. As soon as I laid back I was ensconced in warm blankets and my face felt bathed in silk. No harsh pinches, no extended periods of waiting for some cream to take effect or for my skin to reach some optimal temperature. Start to finish Soyoung treated my skin like a rare Michelangelo sculpture being gingerly restored to its original glory.
I suppose it would be worth noting that the services at Silk are not cheap. The facials range from $130-$250 a session. But I say ditch the seasonal facial you're getting and opt for a better one less often. I know that's what I'll be doing at Silk.
47 West 13th Street
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