Simone and Nadia are growing up way too fast for my liking. What do they know about going to the spa? Nada, because it’s going to be a long time before I take them to a real spa. In fact, they are going to have to take themselves to the spa.
All they know is they love for me to paint their fingernails and toenails with pastel polish. When Simone asked for her very own spa party, I knew I couldn’t paint the nails of 10 girls. Simone and Nadia want glitter on top of the polish and they ask for all kinds of patterns and dots. If I gave that kind of party, I’d still be painting fingers and toes as I write this.
My solution: A spa-like experience. Each guest received a men’s T-shirt, grosgrain ribbon belt, a headband, and her very own pink flips-flops. The girls soaked their hands in bath fizzies in tiny bathtubs I found at Target for a buck apiece. They wiped yogurt and honey on their faces, and I placed cucumber slices on their eyes. Then they made a sugar scrub with honey, dried lavender buds and lavender essential oil.
In this one case, I’m going to say that girls are much more complex than boys. I’m sure boys would have been happy running around the yard, getting dirty. But girls? They needed to feel special. They sipped peach and mango smoothies, nibbled on petit fours and ate every Hershey Kiss in our house.
For music, we used the Soothing Scapes channel on cable. It’s a good thing I didn’t buy a CD because I couldn’t hear the music for all of the giggles. I found battery-powered “candles” at the Dollar Tree. They added a bit of flicker to the table without any heat. Each girl took home a small bathtub, washcloth, exfoliating scrunchie and the cutest little flip-flop soaps I could find on Etsy.
I made everything else, including a Martha Stewart-inspired banner, to help keep the costs down. If giggling is any guide, the girls had a good time, and I was exhausted. In fact, I’m going to the spa ASAP for some much-needed rest and relaxation.