In-house spa at the W New York. Hotel guests are honorary BIPs.
Fifth Ave. link in the Bliss spa chain is thick with rugrat-free MILFs.
Day spa original gangsta still triple-oxygen fresh.
The Carlyle Hotel's glamorous, opiate day spa.
- CLAY
- Union Square
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Gym, Spa
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Seriously service-oriented gym will both tone and wipe your booty, if you so wish.
Gym franchise is still sweaty fun after all these years.
- Crunch
- Financial District
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Gym
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Gym franchise is still sweaty fun after all these years.
Gym franchise is still sweaty fun after all these years.
Relaxing Midtown retreat for head-to-toe wellness.
Day spa/girly gym slips into its hipster jeans to slum it downtown at the Hotel Gansevoort.
With prime Central Park vistas, alpha outpost of the day spa/girly gym chain.
Yoga, massage, and spa studio to get your Om on. Belly dance classes for added spice.
European salt cave therapy to rejuvenate you after a day of breathing subway air.
Russian spa’s invigorating treatments will add hair to the manliest chest.
Top notch salon and spa treatments on a serene UES block.
Everything we've come to expect from the famed stylist, plus the extensive amenities of plush Reebok Sports Club.
A head shave among Picassos at Paul Labrecque's most gentlemanly barbershop.
Boozy barrel baths, grape-seed Shiatsu at Plaza's wino spa.
Big men will beat you with birch branches, and you will pay them for it.
Zen FiDi spa massages away stock market stresses.
Lux hotel spa open to Setai guests, regular folks seeking serious pampering.
Lavish spa of the Peninsula Hotel is for grown-ups, please.
Tip-off this is not heaven: you have been very, very bad, but they still let you in.
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