Geeks are People Too

We've finally finished watching Beauty and the Geek Season 4!

I really enjoyed watching this show.  I'm feeling a bit hollow now that I won't be seeing my geek friends anymore.   :(

Yes, that's right!  In the twelve or so episodes, I feel like I've connected with the geeks of this show!

Beauty and Geek is a reality TV show which pairs ten very smart but socially-defunct  guys with ten very attractive, but airhead-like young women.   

The social experiment hopes to make positive transformations of the contestants to more balanced individuals.

Jennifer the Cigar Model is quite familiar with balancing...

I've actually reviewed a previous season here.

Season Four's special twist was having a guy beauty and a girl geek!

Nicole and Metro Man Sam

I just love the show because I really do feel for the geeks.  

One of the geeks, Tony, is an Asian Biomedical Engineer. I was like - OMG its me!!!  

My girlfriend was laughing out loud when she saw him.  I think its her way of coping with the realisation that her boyfriend is a geek.   Then again, I did forewarn her that I'm a geek, trapped in a hunk's body.

In the show, I can very much relate to what makes the geeks happy,  their frustrations,  insecurities and weaknesses.  Like asking a girl to the prom or over analysing things or trying so hard and stuffing up in the end.  

And it just gives me a warm fuzzy feeling when they triumph over their tribulations and inch one step closer to their goal of just being a normal guy.

But rather than bore you with episodic blow by blow and spoil the show, I'll instead share some interesting observations from the show.  

One of them is that geeks are very easy to go on power trips.  Sprinkle them with a little attention and suddenly they feel like the sun revolves around them.  

I recall a memory of my Year 7 camp.  The last night, we had a mini-disco and everyone was circling around me because I was the only guy dancing and I could do the running-man!  All eyes on me.  Imagine all that attention! 

I was glowing with pride.  I felt like I could conquer the world!  But it got to my head and for some bizarre reason, I was playing matchmaker the next day.  My dancing spectacle has apparently made me a Dr Phil.  

If I could only travel back in time and smack myself on the head.

Back to the show, my favourite moment was during the makeover episode.  

One of the geeks was going on about the price of their clothes.  Like me, the geeks were very price driven. Price over style they say.

"I can get six shirts for the same price" complains one of the geeks.  

The makeover girl returns with, 

"I dunno...   or just get one shirt and just look fabulous!"

And just like the geek, I was stunned by the simplicity and logic of the answer.  

There's so many other pearls of wisdom from the show.  But one that you should definitely take home is that if you really want to be something else, someone better, you just need to open your mind and do it.

Go the g33ks.

The Day Spa

I was treated to an unforgettable experience this Valentines day when I joined my girlfriend to an afternoon of papering at Blush Day Spa.

 

The "couples package" includes an overnight stay at Duxton Hotel and limo service to Blush.

 

Firstly, I have to say Duxton is fantastic.  

Its everything you'd expect from a five star hotel.  It has an impressive entrance with gold-ish furnishing and trimmings.  I was giddy all morning because Anh told me we were doing valet parking!  I've never done valet before! I was already excited and this was just the parking!

It wasn't long before the limo arrived.

  

Superstar treatment. I like!

On the ride to Blush, it finally dawned on me that I was heading to a day spa. 

 

Now I have nothing against beauty spas.  I think its great that there's places for women to enjoy women's stuff like massages, manicures, salon and skin therapy stuff.  

But that's just the thing, these places are for women!  How will my manly manliness cope with all of this?

 

So the idea of going to one didn't really sit too well with me.  Much like the pink champagne served in the limo.

 

But if it means spending time with my girl, I will make the sacrifice (the things I do!)

 

Once we got to Blush, we were greeted by disturbingly happy people - like smiles were permanently moulded to their faces. Its a good thing, but borderlining scary.

 

We were asked to fill in forms about the massage and treatment we wanted.  The kitchen wanted us to fill in the form for our food afterwards. Yes food!! This may turn out quite good! 

The forms were pretty straight forward stuff, until the section which asked what skin treatment formula I used

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hmmmm

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eer.... soap? 

Then it asked what skin type I have.....

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err... brown skin?

Thankfully Anh finished her forms early so I copied her answers.

We were soon greeted by two lovely and beautiful beauty therapists(?!) who led us to the massage room. They confirmed how we answered the forms and told to change and set ourselves on the massage tables.

 

I was really quite okay up to this point.

 

Then she said the words that will now forever haunt me.

 

 

Disposable 

G 

String.

 

Now stupid me for wearing boxer briefs that day, otherwise I could have kept my underwear. 

But because my boxer briefs cover a bit of my thigh, I had to wear this most awkward and disturbing looking underwear. 

The disposable g-string *shudder*

 

I was very against the g-string.  

But between wearing that and doing the full monty, I chose the lesser of two evils. 

Putting it on felt VERY WRONG!!

 

It did not feel right and was exposing

WAAAY WAAAAAAAAAAY TOO MUCH!

 

Probably because I wore it the wrong way around...  but still...

 

After adjusting it, I felt a bit more decent.  But it was still not comfortable with that 'string' riding up my crack. 

The Massage

 

Ok.  This may seem rude.  But one of the things I've always been afraid of having during a massage is this. 

 

I mean, someone is rubbing you and getting into VERY personal places. 

 

Wouldn't this happen?  And what if the masseuse was a guy!!

 

What do you do then?!!

Fortunately enough, my massage at Blush was robbed of sexy thoughts.

I was too busy worrying about not dying!! 

 

OMG!!! It was painful!!

 

I mean, it started off nice when she was massaging my legs.  She asked me if the pressure was okay, and it was really quite good. 

 

But for some god-forsaken reason, the pressure started getting firmer and harder.  

At one point I thought she was going to rip through my thighs and grab my femur. 

Oh the pain!! 

Her fingers were like nails piercing through my rib cage.

 

And its not as if I could say something about it.  I was getting the "Medium" massage.  And my girlfriend was getting the "Firm" massage. So I was already on a lower 'wuss' level! 

 

All I could hear from my girlfriends table was her stomach moaning for food. 

And me? I was silently crying in pain.

 

The Steam Bath

 

Next up was the steam bath.

Apart from reliving my past life as a boiled chicken, I really didn't know what the point of this was.

 

I sat there for fifteen minutes inhaling and coughing up steam.  There's not much you can do in the small confines of the steam box except meditate or drink the glass of cold iced water provided.

 

I amused myself by drawing happy faces on the steamy window. 

Then I started doing the Titanic steamy scenes.  

Minus Jack.

I was Rose.  

 

I must say, the shower afterwards felt really good though.

 

The Facial

 

Ever had that moment when someone is talking to you and you don't know what they're talking about, but you just nod in agreement?

 

Well I had one of those moments.

 

The nice beauty therapist was saying something about skin therapy, about how important it is and how I should look after my T-bones because it was oily?

 

I just smiled and nodded.

For the next half an hour or so, she was putting layers of stuff on my skin. 

I couldn't see what she was putting on, but I remember one smelling like eucalyptus, one like a berries and one like cheese.

 

I had no idea what she did but at the end of it all, my skin felt softer and nicer.  

And for some reason I was thinking about Jack in Titanic a lot.

The Afternoon Snack

The afternoon ended with the snack we previously ordered.  

The food was really nice, but I was ready to go to sleep. 

I don't know if I was super relaxed or just tired from the whole experience.

Maybe its a bit of both.