After we get our hair blown out, we'll be in the elevator on our way down to valet from this sweet little space, flipping our hair in every direction, when we will inevitably start griping about the same old situation: why is that even when armed with a round boar-bristle and Super Solano (and years and years of practice!), can we not get our hair even half as pin-straight-perfect? Frustrating, yes, but there's a reason why Jerome is trusted hair-confidante to throngs of women ranging from the wealthy to the famous. Everything about the Frederic Fekkai experience lives up to its name; the elegant staff is courteous and accommodating, and the list and quality of services ensure the longevity of this spa and salon's presence on the beauty editorial circuit.