I went to Brickhouse 5 days before my wedding. My mom and I had gift cards, so we decided to make an afternoon of it. We signed up for manicures, pedicures, and unfortunately, I signed up to get my ey... Read More
I went to Brickhouse 5 days before my wedding. My mom and I had gift cards, so we decided to make an afternoon of it. We signed up for manicures, pedicures, and unfortunately, I signed up to get my eyebrows waxed.Five days before my wedding, I lay on the table as the young woman starts gooping up my eyebrows with wax. My mom was trying to be friendly with her and asked where she had gone to school. As I lay there with hot wax drying on my eyebrows, she proceeds to tell us that she wouldn't recommend her school because she had to teach herself everything she knew. Should have been a huge, red flag, but I've never had my eyebrows botched before, so I didn't think anything of it. When she handed me the mirror, I laughed because I didn't know how else to handle the fact that a quarter-inch more than necessary was gone from the inside of one, just one, of my eyebrows. Now that I think about it, she plucked, and plucked, and plucked. After staring at myself and wanting to burst into tears, I said, "funny how you hand someone a mirror after waxing their eyebrows, yet there is nothing you can do about it if they are unhappy..." or something to that effect. For the next week I was stuck making jokes about myself getting married with half an eyebrow because there was nothing I could do about it. My fiance even NOTICED the botched job without me even having to point it out. He has since requested I do my eyebrows myself from now on. They have zero shape to them, and like I stated before, one of them is a quarter-inch too short. And now, I get to look at the horrible job forever in all of my wedding photos.As far as the other services, the pedicure was great. The polish has yet to chip after a week on the sand in Hawaii and a half marathon. The one somewhat annoying thing about the pedicure was having to listen to the woman complain about her fiance spending money on his 18 wheeler and how he "spent the money without asking," and "bought a new truck without asking," and "that's why we didn't get married LAST summer." Part of what going to the spa is about is for relaxation. Not only was it completely unprofessional to talk about her personal problems, it just wasn't relaxing.The gellish manicure started peeling the day of our wedding. Not a big deal. I'm not used to having long nails, so I was probably hard on them. After we got married, I immediately cut my nails and picked all the polish off that I was told would have to be professionally removed. The polish came off quite easily. Initially, it looked great, but I don't think I'd pay extra for a gellish manicure again.I hesitate to return to Brickhouse. I expected so much more after reading they won "Best Of" in the Inlander. Makes me wonder if all the employees kept making submissions to get the spa ranked that high. It just wasn't that wonderful. Read Less