I so wanted to enjoy this facial. What’s not to like? Chocolate, a beautiful, tranquil spa, a kind and knowledgeable therapist with hands that must have seen gallons of Fairy Liquid in their time. But I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. When I signed up for a chocolate facial, I expected relaxation, and, of course, lots and lots of the sweet brown stuff. However, only one of the products was chocolate based – in fact it was 100 per cent cocoa and divine; it took all my strength not to rugby tackle my tiny therapist to the floor and start guzzling down the delicious sauce – but all the other June Jacobs products used were made up of flower essences and cranberry, among various other things. All very pleasant and, according to the therapist, all there to do my particular skin type the world of good… but it was a bit like wafting a chocolate fudge brownie under my nose and then giving me a flower to chew on instead, because it was better for me.
Post-treatment, however, as I sipped on my peppermint tea in the relaxation room, I decided it wasn’t a bad way to spend 50 minutes of my life, and I was sure my skin would thank me for it. Although it’s probably not grateful for the massive slab of chocolate cake I devoured later that day. After all, chocolate may be good on my skin, but I think it does wonders for my mouth.