Getting the Invitation and Heading Over
So last Tuesday, my friend Elena texts me like “Dior Florence’s doing private appointments – wanna crash it?” Obviously I’m like hell yes, booked the first slot right then. Took the tram down to Piazza della Repubblica at 9am, spotted that gold “Dior” sign shining near the Santa Maria Novella church. Felt kinda fancy walking up to those glass doors, ngl.
Walking Into the Experience
Soon as I stepped in, this lady in a cream suit hands me espresso – proper Italian style. She introduces herself as Sofia, my “Dior guide” for the day. First stop: the VIP fragrance lab. Sofia starts mixing these crazy oils on a marble tray – bergamot, cedar, something called “Terra Bella” – letting me smell each layer. Wound up blending a custom scent with leather notes that smelled like expensive saddles. They engrave your name on the bottle too, takes about 10 minutes with this lil laser machine.
Next-Level Hand Treatment
Right after that, Sofia goes “Okay, hands please” and I’m thinking it’s sanitizer time. Nope! This other staff member, Marco, whips out this heated rose-quartz stone and starts massaging my knuckles with some cream that smells like crushed petals. Felt like warm velvet rubbing circles on my skin – total hand spa vibe. Took maybe 15 minutes? Then he wraps my hands in hot towels. Came out feeling like I got baby hands.
Must-Try Services For Real:
- Custom perfume session – You actually smell like nobody else
- Heated hand revival – Feels illegal how smooth your skin gets
- Silk scarf printing – Draw whatever with markers, they steam-seal it forever
- Leather monogramming – Got my initials hammered onto a card holder while drinking prosecco
Leaving Full of Regret (The Good Kind)
Before I left, Sofia packed all my customized stuff in this massive toiletry pouch – says it’s complimentary with appointments. Walked out feeling kinda sad it ended… until she slipped me this golden envelope with 20% off next visit. Honestly, I might just go next week to try the scarf printing. If you’re near Florence, just call them – even without buying anything, the pampering’s wild.
