WHEN the Owl it’s the most wonderful time of the year Halloween Shirt and by the same token and opportunity arose to see what it felt like to get pampered during this unprecedentedly grim time, it struck me as just surreal enough to be intriguing. You see, even under the most regular of conditions, I veer toward self-denial. I consider a mani-pedi at a hole-in-the-wall nail salon a relative extravagance; the last time I received a massage must have been a half-decade ago; and, though I’m nearing my mid-40s, I’ve had a facial only once, purchased as a gift from a friend.
And certainly the Owl it’s the most wonderful time of the year Halloween Shirt and by the same token and current circumstances—even in New York City, where Governor Andrew Cuomo gave the go-ahead to commence spa operations again in early July—enhanced my usual puritanical squeamishness. Would receiving a wildly nonessential spa treatment, I asked myself, cross the fault line from self-care to plain selfishness, shutting out the harsh realities of risk and suffering for the sake of mere indulgence?