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Ms. Vedral Goes to Washington: Where To Get Your Nails Did

pic courtesy of Groupon

pic courtesy of Groupon

It’s been widely documented on these pages that I like to get my grooming on. Eyebrow threadings, waxing, mani/pedis–as Lindsay Bluth Funke would rightly point out, “these are some real costs, Michael.”

And boy are they real. I moved here a little over nine months ago on a tight budget, only to find that the costs for basic services here were high compared to New York City. Settle down, this is not a “NY is sooooo much better” moment. It’s a “New York has a bajillion people crammed into its borders so cheap nail salons can afford to charge $19.99 for a mani/pedi” thing. If my friends and I wanted to treat ourselves, we’d go to the place that had $21.99 mani/pedis. So it was hard to stomach paying $35-$45 in a cheap salon here in DC.

Similarly–and this is totally TMI, except that it’s also really relevant to the story–because of group discount sites like Lifebooker, I grew accustomed to getting a monthly Brazilian. Wax, not Keratin treatment, because you know those can sometimes be hilariously (and potentially painfully) confused. I could typically take care of lady business for under $30+ tip. This was not the case in DC. Lifebooker hasn’t come down here and usually Bloomspot and Groupon offered inexpensive services in like…Herndon. Without those offerings, I pretty much assumed that I’d pay what would appear to be prices in Brazilian dollars.

What was I to do? For a long time, I’d save up my grooming for when I was in New York. But as I fell more in love with DC, I also desperately wanted to find my “places” here.

Then one day, I happened to see a Bloomspot deal that was not only in the District, it was also for a Brazilian wax. Originally $50, it was discounted to $25. Although I don’t know if Relaxed Day Spa will ever be my go-to, I want to give it the most loud and reverberating shout out possible: Go to here. Right now. Finish this article, then book an appointment.

The spa is located near GW on F Street, between 21st and 22nd Streets. It’s well decorated and inviting and everyone is professional (but still warm and not at all snooty). My waxer was nice and thorough. She didn’t double dip. She also used two different types of wax, for different um, areas. It was also pretty quick and painless (as painless as this process could be). All of this should be a given, but unfortunately it isn’t always that way.

When Bloomspot sent out the offer for Relaxed’s services (in addition to the Brazilian, they were offering a half-price mani-pedi) later on that month (and because I had an additional discount), I figured I’d get my nails done.

My appointment was in the late afternoon and I was the only customer at the time. The women who were working there helped me pick out a color (sometimes I can be indecisive, you know?) and then decided to give me a manicure and pedicure at the same time. And even when another customer came in for a wax, the woman giving me the manicure made her wait until she was finished with me. That’s really attentive and excellent service (although, I’m sure if I were the one waiting for my wax, I’d be annoyed–sorry whoever you were!).
While my nails were drying, a girl who had left as I walked in came back because one of her nails got messed up. The spa has a policy that if your polish gets smudged, they’ll fix it for free. And while I didn’t plan on using that service, almost immediately after I walked out the door, my thumb got messed up. They were so good about fixing it for me.

Their mani-pedis, like their Brazilians are regularly $50. If that’s in your budget, I’d recommend going to Relaxed Day Spa. And if it’s not, definitely troll Bloomspot to see if there are other deals. They’re fantastic.

Sidenote: I recently got a fantastic Brazilian at Soho Wax on Broadway and Prince in New York. It turns out the owner is from DC and hasn’t been able to find a market for her awesome services in the District, so she’s waxing in New York for the time being. She’s also thorough and careful, uses a very mild hard wax, and has decorated her salon area to look like Anthropologie’s greatest hits. I highly recommend and hope that she can open up a DC shop soon.

Written by Juliet Vedral.  Check out her media empire at The Wheelhouse Review.

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Frugalista: The Why and The How

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You’ve seen the recent commercials calling for “Maxxonistas?” I’m not one to take things to the maxx. Especially because it ends with two ‘xx’ and the store lacks a coherent internal organization system (and my left brain craves these kinds of things). Rather, I am a frugalista. I wear the sweater my grandmother made for my grandfather, the same one that I pilfered from my mother’s closet. I wear a 35.5” inseam – and my favorite pair of ‘cropped pants’ were a clearance pair made for a petite teen. I’m often complimented on my ensembles, and I pride myself on not paying much for them.

If these sound like you …

  • “I don’t look like any of you. Fantastic!”
  • “Yes, I did choose this piece for today. I want to look this fabulous.” [and, rather importantly]
  • “My goodness, that’s delightful!” [immediately followed by] “My pocketbook shan’t be a plaything. Hrrmph!”

… indulge for a moment. Spend some time reading, save some dollars looking great.

Now, it’s possible you’ve tried this before. You used what my professors call “the Google” to investigate places in and around DC that accommodate your spendthrift nature. You were overwhelmed with designer labels “marked down” to just hundreds of dollars. You lamented that too many items seemed ripe for a Lacoste-clad look-alike of you in 15 years. Things like this have turned you off. Me, too.

Convinced, however, like Alice in Wonderland or Dorothy on her way to Oz, that forging ahead would yield good results, I’ve managed to find some enclaves. Like me, they reminisce of eras I did not live through; they price items to sell, rather than amaze; they offer me creative solutions to the dilemma of “looking decent” (well, I go for more than that) while spending as little as possible.

I’ll begin with the unlikelies – those places where, with patience and fortitude, you might happen upon a delicious addition to your life.

  • Craigslist. I moved last May to an apartment with at least twice the square footage of the last one. We looked around and it became quickly clear we’d need more than a futon, folding table and ironing board to fill the space. I was, as ever, short on funds. So I braved the list. There, among hoards of nonsense, popped up an ad for designer leather furniture (the kind where you change the cushions, not the leather) – a sofa and chair – for $100 + pick-up. Duh.
  • My apartment hosted a ‘garage sale’ where any resident might put out her priced wares for the world to peruse. What of it? A leather handbag designed for military personnel circa the 1960s, replete with red corduroy lining and a lunch partition at the bottom – for a whopping $10. Another table boasted a 5.5 foot wool suit (think blazer to your ankles + pleated pants) and a crocodile Stuart Weitzman flat – I got both for a cool $5.
  • Random streetside sales. On our way home from a nephew’s birthday party, we picked up a $15 black framed mirror measuring 4×3.5 feet from two women under a large tent outside their homes, about to close a day-long two-person sale.
  • Clothing swaps. A tall friend (who, ahem, maintains a blog on DC), invited me to a clothing swap. This was to be my first, because I used to believe that if you don’t want it, neither do I. I was drawn to her lengthy torso and its implications for swapping garments. I offered many work clothes, which were snatched up by one of her thrilled companions. I walked away with a gorgeous vintage leather and velvet purse from Mexico, a leather ankle boot that screams “Italy: 1974” and a headscarf for those moments when I remember to thoroughly clean the apartment. Oh, yes, and a dress that I’m wearing now.

Lesson learned: if A = {acquiring something you adore}, B = {taking a chance} and C = {applying budgeting skills}, then your P(AC|B) = just do it. FYI: I’m new to statistics.

Perhaps you’re not interested in extensive adventure. You don’t like to ‘hunt’ for good finds. You want to find good finds. Maybe you’re the type to have a go-to bar, a go-to bowling lane, a go-to brunch booth. And you just want a reliable, welcoming environment. Look no further than Frugalista.

Located conveniently just steps from the Columbia Heights Metro at 3069 Mt Pleasant St, NW, this is my go-to. I also confidently share: I have never taken someone to Frugalista who did not have a positive experience. Read that carefully. I’m not just saying no one has ever disliked it. I’m going beyond that neutral ‘meh’ to assert that no one has ever not liked it – in my company, anyway.

For the ladies, you can anticipate an eclectic collection focused more on bottoms than tops (though for blazers under $5, I have found no rivals). You might see a Dianne von Furstenberg wrap dress for $42, or a J. Crew corduroy cropped pant for $17. You could spy a pair of leather boots for $30 (I’ve worn them for three winters and they’re still kickin’), a complete Anne Klein ensemble for $29 or an H&M vest for $7. The store organizes by brand or type of item (jeans get grouped, outerwear gets grouped, Banana Republic gets grouped). They also keep seasonal details in mind. Just after Labor Day, everything white was half off. And yes (!), they respect the fact that people exist in myriad sizes, shapes and ages. Don’t look for kids’ clothes, but otherwise, you’ll probably find something you like.

For the men, it’s hit-or-miss with work pants, jeans, slacks and button-downs, because you all have more nuanced sizing than most women’s brands. But I’ve heard good things about cardigans, swim trunks and winter outerwear. I’ve also heard a general impression that the recent expansion has meant higher quality and larger variety for the growing men’s section. Count on sweaters, sweaters, sweaters. My partner is all about their wool in the winter, and his Frugalista sweaters replace blazers at least three times per week.

Finally, some spots where I’ve had occasional successes – and intend to have more:

  • Rockville Pike Goodwill. Great finds include: red leather jacket with shoulder pads and gold buttons for $17 + orange silk blazer for under $5.
  • Langley Park Salvation Army. Great find: wooden side tables for the living room.
  • Eastern Market (market proper). Great finds include: black leather 11×17” frames at $2 each.

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Written by friend of the blog, C. Rae.

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Free Today at Chinatown Coffee Co.

pic courtesy CCC websiteToday from noon to 1pm, the first fifteen Chinatown Coffee Co. Black Card holders (that sign of a true DC coffee fiend/snob) will receive a brand…new…free shirt!

Normally sold with the hefty tag of $40, these babies will be handed out in a range of sizes.

If you work in the area of H and 5th, NW, hop on over and wear your love for those sweet beans of life on your sleeve.

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Shecky’s: Take a Number, You Know They’ve Taken Yours

pic courtesy of DC Traveler

What the WHAT is Shecky’s?  From the ads and emails for Shecky’s Girls’ Night Out that appeared in my inbox for the past few weeks, I found myself thinking that I was paying for a ticket to a fun and light-hearted girls’ night out last week.  You know, the kind with cocktails and laughing and shopping for bargains…all in a very light-hearted way.  I had heard from a friend that it was “so fun” so I arranged to attend last Tuesday’s event at the DAR Constitution Hall.

Full price tickets are $30, with discounts to be had on Goldstar.  What do you get for the price of admission at this “exclusive” destination?  Well, you get to stand in a long line with a multitude of other women.  You get to have your information (last four digits of your driver’s license, to be exact) taken down by Shecky’s employees (turns out Shecky’s is a marketing company and can’t wait to feast upon your buying history).  You receive a goodie bag full of sample size toiletries and bottled water.  And if you have no aversion to the aforementioned long lines, you get free drinks.

Maybe I’m still bent out of shape from seeing the Komen Foundations profligate use of pink everywhere and on everything, but seeing women climb into pink pop-up changing rooms in the middle of Constitution Hall threw off my fun quotient.  I like a good deal as much as the next person, but this is not only not fun, it’s bordering on demeaning.

Besides the crowds and well, the crowds, there wasn’t very much else to remember.  Yes, there were some cute accessories.  Yes, there seemed to be some fun being had.  But mostly, it was a letdown.  Why cram ourselves into a marketing company’s clutches when we can stroll along under the sun at Eastern Market instead?

I’m amazed that women keep coming back to this event; this was its fifth year, at least.  I’m still miffed that I paid to be part of a marketing scheme, but perhaps, if the conditions are right and you’re with your best girlfriends…  No, nope, this is a marketing scheme.  Go to Eastern Market.  Or the Grey Market.  Just go somewhere else.

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