Located in the Absolute World complex, the spa is nice enough in appearance. Run/owned by a friendly seeming Romanian lady who will call you "darling", the actual experience leaves MUCH to be desired. When I went to the spa for a mani-pedi for their seemingly almost monthly $35 "special" I was greeted nicely and then placed in a room to wait for about 5 minutes...but was the ONLY customer there. When I walked into the manicure room there were massage chairs with the pedicure tubs. BUT instead of filling the actual sink of the pedicure tub a separate plastic tub was brought in lined with plastic and filled with water and salts of some sort. Maybe this was the wait? The owner took care of me, I'm not sure how else to put it. After interrogating me about my leg hair and telling me very sternly that I needed laser treatment she went on to rub my feet. She told me that she had been a reflexologist for 20 years. She proceeded to pepper me with very personal questions. Was I menstruating, was my menstruation heavy...and then gave me a stern talking to about conception and that I shouldn't use any fertility drugs and that it was in God's hands. She asked me when I had last checked my "genitals". When I told her I had had *ahem* a pap smear earlier this month she told me my doctor was wrong and I should go back. She felt in my feet. Oh and I have a high uterus. Awesome. She went about cutting my cuticles. She drew blood on two toes on one foot and one toe on the other and then blamed ME. When clipping my nails she cut me again. "You are on blood thinners!" I wasn't sure if this was a question or a statement as I had already mistaken her "you have weak back" for a question (which btw, I answered in the negative and was instantly corrected). I told her no I wasn't. "You bleed A LOT!" she said "yes, when I am cut I tend to bleed." Let's move on to the manicure...she not once but twice nearly clipped my finger instead of the nail and then nearly clipped my thumb. I finally said "whoah whoah whoah...that's my thumb. Not the nail." At which point she said "there is skin under your nail." umm...yes, everyone has skin under their nails. And then added "you have fat thumbs." Let's go right to the finished product, ok? My toes are far enough from me that other than the scabs that have formed (small ones) from the cuts she gave me I can't tell how horrible the polish job is...but if it's remotely like my fingers then it's AWFUL. One look at my fingers and you'd think I'd tipsily done it myself or let a child or someone with Parkinson's loose on my nails. You can see that she did two coats of polish because the second coat doesn't cover the first and on that fat thumb there are streaks on both sides where she didn't polish at all. I'd expect this from an amateur but not from the salon owner. All in all this was a HORRIBLE experience...though it has served as a very amusing anecdote to share with friends.