One of those things that's only really a luxury if you've been a student roughly for forever, but I've never been quite able to justify the expense on something I could do alright myself. While I have had manicures done in the past they were for the application of those horrendous fake nails that afflict every girl from Essex at some point or another. A far cry from the relaxing and classy treat I promised myself now.
Cue Bali and my beloved little sister to the rescue. For the pirce of about 15 pounds I was washed and massaged, moisturised and polished all while reclining on a gorgeous cream sofa in a beautifully decorated spa - natural wooden beams, sparkly light installations, cream everything else. It was so very lovely I felt like apologising for the state of my travel and running weary appendages. After weeks of slumming it, it's very nice to feel shiny again. I could most definitely get used to this and I think I shall.
