If You Go To Iceland, Have An In-Water Massage At The Blue Lagoon
The silica scrub is like a reset button for your dermis
There’s something about traveling to Iceland that makes you feel pioneering. Sure, ka-billions probably made the trip before you, but that’s not the point. Everywhere you turn seems new, mysterious and very much otherworldly. You guys, in one day’s journey you can see a black desert made up of old lava rock, giant glaciers, geysers and active volcanoes almost side by side. And that’s all before lunch.
When the Naag crew recently descended upon Iceland for the Reykjavik Fashion Festival, we took it upon ourselves to delve deep into the culture, and, in the name of research (ahem…), booked ourselves into the Spa at the Blue Lagoon.
Just about 22km outside Reykjavik, the Blue Lagoon really ought to be the eighth wonder of the world. (Taj MaWho?) It’s a giant geothermal lake set amongst the craggy volcanic-rock countryside, filled with hot, milky blue water with thick steam rising up off its surface. As we sank into the silica-rich water, we felt like we were starring in our very own Björk video and half expected her to float by at any moment. It’s just that sort of place.
The entrance fee isn’t cheap (about $44), but didn’t Lance Bass pay like $2 million to go to the moon? She should have saved her pennies and headed here instead. Same diff, if you ask us, Iceland is very moon-like. The one thing we absolutely insist you do is of their in-water massage treatments (around $96 for 60 minutes). Not since the womb have you felt such amazing zen-ness. Starting out on a float-y bed atop a platform on the water, our therapist gave us a silica scrub that left our skin literally baby-soft. Seriously, the stuff is like a virtual reset button for your dermis — erasing all the old damaged layers and leaving only brand-new skin in its place. Following the scrub, our therapist gently slid us off the platform thing and eased us into the water on the float-y bed. There, he really went to work, giving us a full massage all while towing us around the water. You. Have. Not. Lived. Until you’ve done this.
When you’re done, head to one of the two steam baths carved out of lava rock. You can hide away in there for hours and pretend you’re an elfin creature out of one of the many Icelandic fables they love to tell tourists. And if you’re not feeling very elf-like, head inside to the blissed out relaxation area , order up a yogurt smoothie and kick back. You’ve gone from the moon to the womb in one day. Put your feet up, gurl.
