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Review: Shibui Spa at the Greenwich Hotel

While many of my friends use the unfavorable city conditions as an excuse to get the hell out of dodge every Friday afternoon, I decided that this particular Friday, I was going to pump the brakes and hit the spa instead. Not just any spa. Shibui Spa at the Greenwich Hotel.

I set the alarm and instead of dragging myself to a grueling bootcamp, I commuted (with a smile!) down to Tribeca for a completely different kind of morning. The Greenwich Hotel itself is incredible, and though I only had a few minutes to peruse the gorgeous lobby and outside courtyard garden, I mentally committed to a coffee following my services.

Shibui Spa at the Greenwich Hotel

I followed the scent of incense after my short elevator trip, passed a beautiful wooden-framed gym (if you think gyms can’t be beautiful, try this one for size), and breathed a long sigh of relief by the sight of the changing room. Yukata robes from l’Aviva Home in signature patterns hung from the lockers, and it was incredibly difficult practicing restraint and keeping my gym clothes on for pool-side yoga.

When I opened the door to the pool, I felt as if I had been transported to Bali. I felt privy to a secret as I grabbed my delightful boxed water and made my way to the corner, which had been transformed from a lounge area into a private yoga studio for the 8 AM class. Our personable instructor was very hands on; the joy of a 3-person yoga class is undivided attention and corrections! Between the soothing flicker of the lanterns reflecting on the pool, the relaxed tunes, and the attentive hands of our instructor, I was in ultimate zen status.

Shibui Spa at the Greenwich Hotel

When the class finished, I floated my way back to the locker room, quickly changed into my kimono, and was whisked to the spa rooms, where an Ofuro Japanese soak in a gorgeous bath awaited me. As my eyes adjusted to the candlelit room, I took in the seductive steamy bath lined with succulents. My technician explained that the sea salt she was adding would aid in stimulating circulation, while the clay’s negative charge would help draw out unhealthy toxicity. Twist my arm..

The irony of this soak is that the night prior, I attempted to create my own seasonal soak in my miniature and semi-disgusting bathtub. It delivered nothing but comedic entertainment for my husband, as it took thirty minutes to fill up only 1/4 of the tub. When it was finally semi-filled, not only was I completely over the idea of taking a bath, I hardly fit. My experience at Shibui Spa, however, was a wonderful contrast to my tiny tub.

Shibui Spa at the Greenwich Hotel

Following the soak, my last service was a healing birch 60-minute massage. Leveraging birch for inflammation, shea butter for dry skin, peppermint for concentration, and helichrysum for concentration, I didn’t realize how much my body needed this. This is a perfect massage for someone active with chronic stress (NYC summer commuters), or sore muscles (fellow marathoners who just started training!).

My masseuse was wonderful. So wonderful, in fact, that I woke myself up with a mortifying snore at the end! I have never once fallen asleep in a massage and I’m still shocked that it happened, but I think it is a testament to my state of ultimate relaxation. I am already planning on booking another massage following the NYC marathon.

After a rinse in the steam room shower and some extra liberties with the redflower products (fine, I admit it..I shampooed twice), it was time to head back to work. I had a pep in my step and a smile on my face the rest of the day.

The Bitches say: A+. From design and aesthetic to products and services, Shibui Spa checks all the boxes. You’ll feel like a low maintenance, relaxed diva, but a spoiled diva nonetheless!

Shibui Spa at the Greenwich Hotel
377 Greenwich St
(646) 203-0045


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