The Omphoy Spa
Most of us have had the frustrating experience of having paid for fantastic high-end
procedures that were administered by cranky estheticians or masseurs, have been met by
less than welcoming receptionists, and been overcharged for services. A spa experience
where one comes not only to relax and be vulnerable but to be rejuvenated, must be
holistically satisfying or it ends up being about as nourishing as the flue! I’m delighted to
report that my experience at The Spa at the Omphoy was deeply satisfying. All parts and
players worked together in a glorious symphony of external and internal beauty!
I came to obtain their signature facial, which is called the Hydra Facial. I was greeted by
an upbeat gracious young woman, who told me that I would be attended to shortly. She
offered me a drink while I waited in the Omphoy Spa’s lounge. I thoroughly enjoyed
sipping tea while sitting on a comfy sofa, serenaded by the tinkle of a rhythmic waterfall,
in the calming Asian themed lounge infused with exotic stone sculpture and surrounded
by soothing ocean blue glass paneling.
Within minutes, I was ushered into the procedure room by Linda, my gracious European-
trained esthetician. She offered me a cover up and suggested I recline on the heated bed
as she began the process. This talented lady, applied state of the art machinery to my
face, nimbly vacuuming my pores, and massaging my skin with fingers that literally
danced across my face in some high tech massage pattern. A technique which is unique to
the Hydra Facial is that the pores are simultaneously being cleaned and hydrated, so there
is no downtime. And unlike dermabrasion, the process is noninvasive.
Although Linda was very caring with me, checking in from time to time to see if I was
experiencing any discomfort, I felt absolutely none.
A skin plumper called Dermabuilder was used during the treatment. Afterwards, I
actually looked like I’d had Juvaderm or Botox injections. My skin was plumped up
in all the spots that needed to be and I glowed like a healthy pink-faced teenager, even
though I’m practically seven hundred and fifty! As somebody who never leaves the
house without a little something-something on make-up-wise, for the first time in years, I
resisted dampening my dewy youthful look with an ounce of make-up!
My Omphoy Spa experience was sumptuous on every level. Guess what all my lucky
girlfriends are getting for their birthdays?
The Omphoy Spa can be found in Palm Beach and is rated the number one resort spa by Conde Nast travel readers.