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| Beauty Duty hasn't been able to wear standard-issue lipstick since our cracked and bleeding pucker found solace in Prada's highly emollient lip tints. Though the packaging is a pain—six teeny squeeze tubes virtually guarantee the loss of at least one—the range of colors is universally wearable. For those who haven't yet been bitten by the balm bug, check out the new Lip Tints Beauty Box, an assortment of one tube of each of the full 5-color range (peach, chocolate, berry, buff and beige) plus one limited edition true red. Not only is this offering the best way to get to know the line, but the cute little pink box adds some major label glam to your vanity. $42 at Saks Fifth Avenue and Prada stores.
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At last! A bathouse for the ladies with nary a sign of mildew, mustachioed Russian women or vague suppositions of group sex. The full-service Juvenex Spa opened in Koreatown right after Labor Day, but it was the rumor that Madonna just bought treatment packages for friends that sent me scurrying over for a traditional Korean salt scrub and a sit-down on one of their, um, unique Gyno Spa Cure chairs.
At first glance, the seafoam tile, rush mats and sleek lighting says upscale spa, but beyond the reception area things get more communal and way less private than, say, Bliss. After changing into a robe in front of God and everyone (read: two Korean ladies), I'm led into the main room, which is lined all the way around with open showers and boasts three spectacular freshwater pools, a steam room and the much-ballyhooed Jade Igloo sauna at the center. And around the corner from the Igloo is the even-more-ballyhooed Gyno Spa Cure chair. It looks every bit the Woodstock woodwork project except for the toilet-like hole in the seat, under which a pot of Chinese herbs is steaming away for the purpose of sending therapeutic steam into the cooch. Laugh if you must, but during my 30 minutes on the chair, I swear I can feel something moving in my inner nether-regions. (cont. >>)
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