paris st clair

Long and well established beauty parlour. Welcoming atmosphere regardless of how you look. Have used them over the years for many things including my wedding. Group of friendly professionals who are good at their job and great value for money.
Have recommended to others and given gift vouchers for there as well.

Words you might associate with a beauty salon: groomed, sleek, preened.
Words you might associate with me: scruffy, lazy, unkempt.
So, you wouldn’t usually find me in a beauty salon. I’m not one for waxing and plucking and polishing, though I on’t doubt that 95% of the time it might look like I need some. But for some recent bridesmaiding duties, I thought it might be worth investing in something to take the shabby edge off for the big day.
Even if I had a monobrow and a hairy chest I wouldn’t usually venture anywhere near most salons since you would feel their disapproval a mile off. But the girls at Paris St Clair couldn’t be sweeter or less judgemental about how far removed from their polished perfection you are, and they chat happily to you whilst removing a ten-​year build-​up of foot skin, or trying to form a nail-​shape out of the chewed stumps you call fingers, without so much as batting an eyelid. They couldn’t be more down to earth or lovely, and the prices are really good, making this a lovely experience from start to finish.
This is a little backstreet gem that serves a wide range of customers, from the occasional scruffbags like me, to the regulars who are in and out like clockwork. The girl I live with swears they give the most painless wax she’s ever had, and that she’d never go anywhere else. And my boyfriend’s auntie is a regular too, though, of course, discrete as ever, the girls won’t divulge what Auntie J goes in for