Yan Beauty Chinese Massage
Heads, shoulders, knees and toes
Published in Hide & Seek Melbourne, February 2011
There’s a scene in Kill Bill when Uma Thurman’s character, The Bride, awakens from a coma and struggles to get her paralysed feet moving*. And even though I’m not a kung fu expert or a ruthless, knife-wielding assassin I feel for The Bride, I really do. Because this is exactly how my feet feel after a few hours in heels: completely devoid of life.
If only The Bride had known about Yan Beauty Chinese Massage. Here, in a peaceful massage studio two floors above bustling Swanston St, I heal my aching tootsies with a herbal foot spa and reflexology treatment. After a blissful soak in hot water infused with Chinese herbs and rose petals, a specially trained and qualified masseuse prods, rubs, kneads and knuckles my feet into weapons of dance floor destruction.
At around a dollar a minute, it’s serious value. And feet aren’t all the ninja-fingered crew at Yan Beauty do; tack a nerve tingling treatment for head, legs or back onto your time, go completely AWOL with an hour long full body or hot stone massage, or keep it short and sweet with a neck massage ($5) or head massage ($10). In fact, there are more massage options here than there are combination dinners in Box Hill^. Walk ins are welcome, but if you don’t have time to wait, are after a longer treatment, or are in a group, it’s best to book ahead.
But back to my feet. After jumping, giggling and grimacing my way through fifty minutes of eye-popping, organ-stimulating reflexology (which concludes with a hot towel wrap and calf rub), I don’t walk out of Yan Beauty. I float. Me and my heels are ready to show The Bride how to really cut a rug.
* Apparently, this scene is evidence of Quentin Tarantino’s foot fetish.
^ A multicultural suburb 14km East of Melbourne, renowned for its Asian restaurants and takeaways.
2/149 Swanston St, Melbourne