Some facials promise to contour and lift skin with actual slapping. Our writer put one to the test.
As an aesthetician, Slone Mathieu has exfoliated me, steamed me, popped me, and peeled me, but never before has she slapped me. However, that’s exactly what she’s about to do. As part of a “Fit Facial,” I’m at Sculp’d in Old Town Alexandria, fully recumbent on an exam table, about to be smacked in my unfit face.
Only a few weeks before, when I asked Mathieu to demonstrate the velocity of her open palm, she struck my forearm and made my eyes tear.