No Filler

The sandwich” facial migrates to other parts of the body.

- Margaux Anbouba.

In a Carlyle Hotel suite larger than my Manhattan apartment, I’m horizontal on a treatment bed wearing nothing more than my underwear, one arm drenched in ultrasound gel from armpit to elbow. Iván Pol, the aesthetician beloved by clients like Salma Hayek Pinault, Cindy Crawford, and Emma Stone, is gliding the head of a frequencyemitting device back and forth across my biceps and triceps, pausing every once in a while to adjust a knob. At first we’re chatting away, but with each stroke the sensation builds. Suddenly, my arm is shaking from a sharp tingling that has spread like persistent pins and needles. “This sandwich has a lot more spice to it,” Pol jokes.