An informal survey of seven male pals this week produced this finding: None of them – 0 per cent – had ever had a facial. It seems we chaps are skeptical of the idea of someone else spending time on our skin when we hardly bother ourselves.
Until recently, I had lived a facial-free existence, never inhaling the floral notes of a deep moisturizing mask, never experiencing the delicate warmth of steam billowing onto a softened countenance or really taking the time to appreciate the trance-inducing mystique of pan flute music.
In other words, I, like my brothers, ran from the kind of skin-care voodoo performed on clinical spa beds.
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