The spa isnt a dimly lit sanctuary. Its a bright, beauty-product marketplace with chic little sofas set behind gauzy drapes, and a makeup atelier thats home to a top local artist two days a week. Dramatic mosaic Roman-esque profiles distinguish the mens area from the womens. Theyre terrifically well-appointed spaces in marble, with a Jacuzzi, sauna, and attendants at every turn (if only they circulated with warming tea as well as dry towels). But punctuating the luxe surrounds are modern design elements like a cluster of glass globes that hang from the relaxation room ceiling and gray silk drapes with a metallic sheen that make the spa feel more like Caesars private home than Caesars Palace.
Facial treatments favor the French salon stalwart Carita, the Parisian style house that birthed Brigitte Bardots ponytail. Its buzz now surrounds the Dermal Lift facial treatment machine, which can temporarily raise a drooping eyebrow and tone a lax jawline (in my case) in a single session thanks to painless micro-currents.
Since Carita lends a European savoir faire thats missing in Chicagoland spas, it can be easy to overlook the menus Homeopathic Facial. But it really wowed me. Savvy aesthetician Robin Shapiro took a careful look at my skin and culled a custom selection of Naturopathica products (made by East Hampton green-formulator Barbara Close) to correct it. And while the hydrating mask did its work on my wind-blown skin, Shapiro worked healing reiki (a form of energy work) on my stress (be sure to ask her for it). Massage aficionados will want to know that the Elysian has landed Elio Troncosco, whose client base of athletes and other massage therapists makes him one of the towns top practitioners.
The fitness center includes a gorgeous lap pool with tilework that resembles a blossoming rose, a Gyrotonics studio and in-house master-level instructor, and a workout room with enough of the latest cardio equipment for all guests, even at peak hours.