Dis-moi Paris

Review of NUXE

I TESTED A MASSAGE AT NUXE: EMPTY-POCKETS

I TESTED A MASSAGE AT NUXE: EMPTY-POCKETS
My girlfriend told me, "I offer you an eye massage". I said, "Thank you." I thought, "I have bags under my eyes".
The next day I went to the institute. Two white blouses opened the door. Average age twenty years. I felt old. Very old. Too old. One of them took me to the basement. Ultra-spacious cabin, exposed stone, wenge wood, dark coral lacquer, rippling water, music Nature and discovery. The white coat told me, "How do you feel about your skin? ". I said, "Relaxed". She told me to undress. I took off my sweater. She waited. I fired my shirt. There I was tense.
She approached a heat lamp me massaged, cleaned, kneaded, cheeks, nose, skull, eyes, smeared my face with fresh water, oil, cream. When she said, "It's over," I was zen. Very zen. Too zen. She led me to the reception. The other white coat told me, "Do you want the products? I nodded yes. She continued, "Would you like to make a new appointment? ". I opined. She said, "It's 123.30 ", very "nature and take out your check". I came out lighter. But who told me?
Our advice: go with your eyes closed ... but do not fall asleep!