Well, put some chunky, dark brown furniture in the waiting room. And describe the treatments in car-mechanic terms like "tune-up." Don't talk about pampering and caressing them. Talk about fixing them for practical purposes. And help them with the whole nude thing:
Televisions were installed in the locker rooms, to distract them from the awkwardness they feel in socializing when naked. Women, in contrast, were happy to read a magazine or chat in the nude.
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We men always knew you gals sat around chatting in the nude. That and the bra and panty tickle fight images are what get's us through our mundane tune-up workouts.
Can I go to the men's spa? I don't find the idea of a stranger caressing me particularly appealing, nor do I enjoy sitting around reading magazines with other nude women. I wonder if there's a whole segment of non-spa-going women like me they're missing.
That's interesting. At the health club I go to sometimes the men's locker room has a TV, which is always on either CNN, Fox News, CNBC, or ESPN, and it usually draws an audience of a few towel-clad watchers. The women's locker room, on the other hand, doesn't have one. And frankly I'm glad, because when I go with my wife, I have plenty of time to watch TV even if she is nothing but business :)
My only experience in a co-ed spa came in Germany a few years ago. My German friend invited me to go to the sauna with him, after a night of bier trinken. I didn't know or expect that it was co-ed. Upon being assigned a locker, I walked to the aisle and next to my locker was a nude woman. I called to my friend that I must have made a mistake because there was a nude woman standing next to me. He answered back "Is she bothering you?" No, I replied, so what's the problem he said.
Actually I found the women (there were more women than men) to be much more relaxed than I was. However, it didn't take very long for the novelty to wear off and I got on with my sweat and cold swim.
How to get men to go?
In Greenwich Village, for several years there has been a basement establishment (in the same entryway as a laundromat and nail salon) on Thompson Street called "Men Spa: Finger Pressure," staffed entirely by suspiciously glamorous-looking oriental women.
Now, there is another one on West 4th Street between 6th and 7th Avenues called "Why Not? Men's Spa." This one is in a new building rented by a broker who uses the rainbow symbol to signal gays.
I am curious about the legality of these establishments, which seem pretty brazenly upfront about being good old massage parlors. Or do I just have a dirty mind?
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