The giant airbrushed mural along the side wall of the salon with the words "VAJAZZLE ME" should have been a clue into the kind of experience I was going to have at Mosheta. Because, really, nothing says "classy" like getting your panocha adorned with Swarovski crystals.
I had a 1pm appointment for a manicure and pedicure. I arrived fifteen minutes early and went to use the bathroom. Here's a tip: should you decide to get an appointment here (whether it's to get your poon bedazzled or whatever), don't use the washroom. I suppose it was a men's washroom repurposed to be a unisex, because when you walk in there are two very sketchy looking urinals and two toilet stalls. In one stall, the toilet was plugged with TP. In the other, the door didn't close. Not cool. Also, the music in there was crazy loud. I don't need to have Enya playing or a fancy atmosphere, but I don't need a full on aural assault, either.
Anyway, did I mention that I had a 1pm appointment? They didn't seat me in a pedicure chair until 1:30 with no apologies. My manicure didn't start until 2:30. Worse yet, a sloppy job was done on my nails; one was cut far too short (she nearly clipped the skin of my thumb in the process), and I have polish on my cuticles. That said, she was nice enough, but her work left a little bit to be desired.
FWIW, I didn't come in from a Dealfind deal -- although I was accompanying a friend who did (I paid full price). I'm pretty sure I won't be back.