The Mondrian is an achingly cool hotel - we love it! The lifts are so cool that they occasionally take you somewhere completely different from where you thought you were going to...but that's just part of the fun!
From the moment we persuaded the eccentric lift to drop us on the correct floor, we were in spa heaven. We've been lucky enough to meet most of the Agua Spa therapists previously when we were invited in to introduce them to Lola's Apothecary - they are all totally awesome people and they gave us a very warm welcome to their beautiful spa. The space is very white and modern - it manages to feel fresh (like a sea breeze), trendy (like my wardrobe) and warm (like Sunday morning snuggles) all at the same time.
After filling in the usual health questionnaire (which includes a rather incongruous question on music taste), I was whisked off to the changing room - reminiscent of a very well-appointed, steamy space-ship; more on this later.
Transformed by fluffy slippers and a robe, it was time for the main event - I was passed into the hands of the lovely Tia for my 'Soveral Custom Massage'. An impressive array of scents was lined up along the back wall of the treatment room, Tia invited me to pick a theme. I was feeling the woody vibe, so she created a custom blend of vetivert, mandarin and lavender which she whipped up (with the flair of an alchemist) before my eyes.
The massage was utterly fabulous - Tia is a very experienced therapist, who is also a qualified Yoga teacher. She was, naturally, very professional, but we had lots of time for a good chat while she was 'ironing out' the kinks in my back! I've always found that stress tends to build up in my back, but a very busy Christmas season had really messed things up! Whilst sorting all this out, Tia was good enough to suggest that I invest in some Birkenstocks in order to improve my posture. I've now purchased some Birkenstock slippers which are totally awesome - I definitely recommend them!
Post-massage, I was coaxed off the outrageously comfy bed (oodles of strategically placed pillows and warm towels made this into a really top-notch treatment room), and escorted to the relaxation zone. Here, I was installed in a rather comfy reclining chair, cocooned in a private curtained area, and covered with my very own fluffy duvet. I was also offered a hot water bottle and a selection of newspapers to amuse myself with. What utter bliss! (I decided not to ruin such a peaceful moment by perusing the FT, but I'm glad it was there anyway!) A delicious pot of tea soon arrived to complete this magical experience, the tea service designed by Tom Dixon to complement the fabulous 'golden droplet' sculpture which forms the centre-piece of this area.
After a decent period of lazing around (we had awarded ourselves the entire day off!), I headed to explore the other facilities. Within the changing room was a mysterious door, wreathed in towels which allowed an occasional waft of steam to escape. Intrepid explorer that I am, I cast aside the towels, wrenched open the door and dived into the steamy abyss! Inside, I found a majestic cavern, reminiscent of a Roman bathhouse, I was only disappointed by the lack of toga-clad gentlemen to complete the picture. In fact, I was utterly alone (it was about 3pm on a Tuesday afternoon) in this amazing place. So I relaxed in the comfortable gloom and pondered while I steamed!
After emerging from this vast, subterranean, steam palace, an excellent shower (liberally sprinkled with Malin & Goetze products) brought me back to the 21st century and I found myself back in the charming reception area. Here, I briefly admired the display (including, of course, Lola's Apothecary products looking fabulous!) and dabbed on a few samples from Soveral and Dr Jackson, before tearing myself away from this spa paradise and returning to the drudgery of a wintry afternoon in London.