Feeling Fancy

In response to the Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Feeling Fancy.”

You are given unlimited funds to plan one day full of any and all luxuries you normally can’t afford. Tell us about your extravagant day with as much detail as possible.


For me to enjoy “Feeling fancy,” I would take in a day of luxury pampering in the form of a man day spa.

Several years ago, I visited my son when he was in Hawaii and the Hilton hotel I stayed in included several luxuries in my stay, I never experienced.

The one luxury, I experienced and enjoy beyond belief, was the day spa. Now, as a male in his late forties at the time, I never experienced a massage or was treated in a way that made me feel like a king.

When I arrived, I was given the most luxurious over-size scented robe, scented soaps and gels, to shower and bathe with. I enjoyed a multi directional shower, and bath filled with scented oils. I sat in the jacuzzi and was offered a cigar along with my favorite alcoholic beverage, two I might add.

Two hours later, I sat in a soft plush comfortable chase lounger on a shaded patio, with the smooth jazz music of Kenny G playing in the background. The lounger faced the sunny blue waters of the South Pacific.
I could have slept in the lounger on the patio for the rest of the day however, I still had the deep tissue massage and facial scheduled.

The massage was definitely a new experience, as I was intimidated and timid to allow a woman who I recently met, massage my body.

Now, after this most extremely relaxing and exhilarating massage experience, I must say, the masseuse was so good, I would have given this woman my credit card, my savings account number and the keys to my house back on the mainland.

When the masseuse repeatedly said, “I’m finished sir,” as she walked out the door. I slowly rolled off the massage table and immediately began attempting to balance myself on wobbly legs, while gathering my bearings.

I wrapped myself in the soft luxuriously scented robe and spotted a lazy-boy type recliner where I sat for a period of time. I soon heard a faint Asian accented voice say, “Are you ready for your facial?”.

I had fallen asleep and must have been snoring, since she seem a little embarrassed to wake me as she guided me to another room where I was seated in a massage chair where she began massaging and cleansing my face, applying a mask and pealing off the mask to massage in scented oils.

Up to this point in my life, I shunned the day spa’s experience as a luxury believing, I could not either afford and I would never permit a stranger to massage my body.

I soon felt ashamed and ignorant, because in all of my travels I never took advantage of this luxury available at many of the hotels, I stayed in over the years.

I’m here to tell anyone, to treat yourself to something similar and your troubles will wash away.




    1. Thank you so much for your comments.

      As a man growing up and traversing through life with the belief of what was culturally unthinkable, such as a day spa.

      I have developed the ability to step outside of my comfort zone which has brought me peace, and an ability to write about the experiences in a detailed way.

      Thanks for liking and commenting on my posting.

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