I have to say that I am uncomfortable with paying others to touch me. And it has always been the case since I started paying for hair cuts in college. I had one manicure at GhostGirl’s request prior to her wedding, but I think it was her m-i-l’s idea. And I had one facial with Anne P where it was revealed that I have the dryest skin on the planet (I guess we know how I choose contributors). But for the most part, I’ve shyed away from spa culture, which has made its way into being part of a middle class female in the United States:
It’s hard to pinpoint when this began to change, but it’s been a gradual creep, with one treatment after another redefined from an option to a necessity, the required armor of modern femininity. Treatments once performed at home, like manicures and eyebrow-plucking, are conventionally outsourced. Others, like massage, are regarded as cures, the antidote to an epidemic of female stress. Each day, a set of treatments—from exfoliation to bikini waxing—gets nudged toward the mainstream (in the pages of women’s magazines, in conversations between friends dressing for a party, in mothers’ comments to their daughters), shifting from treats to basics: the pubic “landing strip,” nearly a required part of the dating uniform for younger women; perfect nails and shaped eyebrows a requisite for professionals. Even little girls get spa treatments at birthday parties. Having such procedures done professionally is a signal (to yourself and to others) that you have it together: You are a pointedly urban creation, in control of your own body.
While I totally understand that many of us don’t have sisters and moms to paint our nails and braid our hair, and many of us travel for business and are exhausted and crave soothing touch, while I really think female stress does need to be dealt with, I just can’t shake the power inequity that exists when I hire someone for $20 to get down on her knees and scrub my feet.
This isn’t to say that massage is a bad idea or hair cuts by a professional are a terrible thing. Like everything else, I think it’s possible to seek arrangements in which people are fairly paid and treated well. However, in a booming industry where, just about across the board, minority women workers are paid minimum wage or less to deal with toxic materials, calluses, and pubic hair, one has to wonder what exactly we’re paying for.
You’ll want to read the rest of An inside look at the spa industry, which investigates the economics of touch.
Via Jezebel