There are a lot of differences between my early twenties and late twenties, from the people I date to the way my skin reacts to my lifestyle. Of the latter, it’s been somewhat of a rude awakening. When I was in my early twenties, I could stay out until the wee hours, fall asleep in my makeup and still wake up with bouncy, bright, slightly-oily-but-still-overall-glowing skin. This is, unfortunately, not the case anymore. Nowadays, if I’ve had too many tequila sodas, if I don’t go through my painstaking skincare regimen before bed, if I don’t treat my skin with the utmost care, it shows—in the form of tiny wrinkles, dark spots, congestion, unevenness…I’ll just go ahead and cut my off there because I’m getting upset.
The point is, I’ve learned that getting a facial every so often is key to helping my skin reset and go back to homeostasis. I consider a facial an apology to my skin. Sorry for all I’ve put you through; I hope you accept this token of my appreciation for all that you do and do not continue to punish me any longer. If you could reciprocate by suddenly producing lots of collagen, that would be great. But I’ve learned that not all facials are equal. I gravitate towards ones that involve fancy devices that tighten and tone my facial muscles, bring oxygen to my skin, kill bacteria with infrared light…the more high-tech and futuristic, the better.
Pain? Worth it. Weird ingredients? Bring them on. Needles? I’ll think about that for a second, but the answer is probably yes. Thus, I admit I was slightly dubious about receiving La Prairie’s Caviar Lifting and Firming Facial at the Waldorf-Astoria hotel in Beverly Hills. It promised to lift, firm and brighten my skin, but in reading through the description, it all sounded so…soothing. I have a Pavlovian response of equating painful facials with the most noticeable results, so—much like men I date these days—I was suspicious of something that sounded so, well, nice.
First of all, let me just say that the La Prairie spa is truly an oasis you’d be happy to hang out in all day. Light-filled and airy and tucked away in a corner of the Waldorf, it took me from frazzled to instantly calm the second I stepped in. There’s a steam room, waiting/lounge area complete with fruit-infused water (because truly, what is a spa without fruit-infused water), and all the bathrooms are stocked with La Prairie products—if peaceful luxury is what you’re looking for, this is it. The facial itself involves zero devices, instead relying on a mix of brightening products from La Prairie’s White Caviar line and your esthetician’s skilled hands to plump, tone, and brighten your skin.
After cleansing and toning my skin, followed by a three-minute peel and steam, my very lovely esthetician then proceeded to give me an intense lymphatic massage, starting with a gentle one around my eyes and ending with her quite vigorously kneading my face. I loved every second. I wish I could share more details of what, exactly, happened next, but I went into a bliss blackout. Sorry. I do know that she frosted me like a cake with a copious amount of La Prairie White Caviar moisturizer, applied the White Caviar Hydrolift sheet mask, and gave me an indulgent shoulder massage, then used two crystal rollers on my face at the end to push the products deeper into my skin and help with any leftover fluid retention.
It was one of the most luxurious facials I’ve ever gotten. But still—no devices, equals a nice time, but no results. Or so I thought.
I was wrong. When I came back to my hotel room and looked at myself in the mirror (fine, I snapped some selfies), I couldn’t believe how much brighter and more even my skin looked. It was actually slightly shocking. In fact, later that night when I was getting ready to go to dinner, I decided to forgo foundation altogether—something that hasn’t happened before going out since, well, my early twenties. My skin was a pearly orb, reflecting light from every direction. I felt like an angel—nay, a cherub.
The effect was temporary—the next morning, I glowed just a little less and still reached for my tinted moisturizer—but my skin still felt incredibly smooth and more toned. I can only assume that my skin looked brighter because of the White Caviar pearls that were slathered upon my face, along with the copious amount of vitamin c, gold caviar (because why just have one type of caviar), and antioxidants used throughout.
Set aside a few hours for the full experience and take advantage of the spa afterward for ultimate relaxation.
I would 100% recommend this facial right before a big event because the post-facial glow-up is real. Even my friend, who saw me directly after, responded with just one word: “Wow.” If you’re looking for a facial that gives instantly brightening results and also just feels like the definition of luxury, this it.
You can book an appointment at the La Prairie Spa at the Waldorf-Beverly Hills here.
This editor received this service in exchange for an honest review.