Saturday, 23 May 2015

When in doubt; Ensaladilla

I´m easily confused and more so the older I get. When a waiter reads out a long list of possibilities I can guarantee the only one that sticks is ensaladilla. So more often than not, if I find myself in a state of utter brain freeze, ensaladilla is what I order. And somehow, it´s always a winner as with a cold beer and accompanied by some picos (little breadsticks), I come away feeling full and happy.

Ensaladilla is best described as a kind of cold Spanish comfort food. Generally you´ll find some roughly mashed potatoes, lashings of mayo, boiled carrots, the odd pea, tuna and if you´re really pushing the boat out, a few pink prawns. Haute cuisine it´s not, but a decent beer accompaniament, it is.

So on a balmy May evening, looking for an outside eating alternative to the always heaving terrace of Las Coloniales, I found myself in the shady enclave of Plaza Leandro. Under the heaving bows of an ancient tree were an adhoc collection of metal tables belonging to ´Las Cinco Farolas´ and with just one left, it was ours for the taking.

The owner, who it turns out is Russian, reeled off a long list of tapas and in an instant I felt my the haze descend and before I knew it the words ´ensaladilla´ were coming out of my mouth. The deed was done and I expected nothing more than the usual heap of potato/ tuna mush. But to my surprise this was actually the best ensaladilla I´d eaten in Seville. The clue came from the Russian influence; in many places ensaladilla is also known as Russian Salad, the original reportedly having been created by chef Lucien Olivier in 1860 for his restaurant ´The Hermitage´, a well known restaurant of its day in Moscow. The modern equivalent is now eaten all over the Spanish speaking world and almost certainly bears no resemblance to the Russian original.

But the offering from ´Las Cinco Farolas´ was in a class of its own, the difference being more hard boiled egg than potato giving it a chunky texture rather than the usual formless mush. Personally speaking it was a pure delight, so much so that today I´ve returned with the specific intention of ordering ensaladilla rather than just doing it out of sheer panic. There are also other decent tapas on offer, ranging from the classic spinach and chickpeas to Russian sausages with a dash of proper mustard. And all under the benevolent, leafy shade that beats a Cruz Campo sombrilla anytime.

Las Cinco Farolas, Plaza Leandro 1
Las Cinco Farolas Facebook page

Friday, 8 May 2015

48 hours in Seville

It´s Friday night, you´ve dumped your bag at your hotel or AirBnB apartment of choice and now what? Your guidebook, which incidentally hasn´t been updated in about 10 years, shows a bewildering array of the best tapas bars in town or must see Flamenco shows. But really, do you want to be rubbing shoulders with every other Tom, Dick or Hans in town? If you´re anything like me, you´d rather merge seamlessly into the local crowd, or at least not stick out like a fold-out map wielding, slightly sun burned, sore thumb. So with this in mind, here´s my capsule 48 hours itinerary which will guarantee you the best weekend of your life.

Dessert at Brunilda
8.30pm: There´s one time when being a ´Guiri´ or foreigner is something of an advantage in Seville and that is in the instance of feeling peckish at a sensible hour. Rather than holding out until the locals finally decide to chow down, why not head off early to one of the city´s swathe of affordable yet envelope pushing eateries such as Eslava, ConTenedor, La Azotea, La Brunilda or Perro Viejo, where your only chance of getting a table is doing it on northern European time.

10pm: Ok, tasty food done, now it´s time for some entertainment. Alongside Jerez, Seville is a mecca to Flamenco enthusiasts. I´m no expert, but given a choice, I´ll always rather see some flamenco in a peña, which is basically a social club for Flamenco aficionados. Compared to a few years ago, the peñas are fewer on the ground, as many have been closed down after noise complaints from  neighbours, but one that continues to shine brightly is The Niño de la Alfalfa on Calle Castellar which has shows on Friday and Saturday nights from 10pm. Get there a bit early as if there´s a known artist performing it can fill up pretty sharply and leave you straining to see at the back.

Roof top bar the Hotel Inglaterra
12pm: If you´re a flamenco nut, you might want to stay put all night at the Flamenco Peña where the real fun starts after the show, otherwise why not take yourself off to one of the city´s many roof top bars dotting the city. Personally, I´m not a fan of the EME which is constantly rolled out as the Azotea (roof top) bar of choice, all style over content in my books, but you could try the neighbouring Doña Maria Hotel, Hotel Inglaterra, Hotel Fontecruz or the Terraza Puerta Catedral, which while petite and bijoux boasts weekend concerts and DJs. And for close proximity to the Alameda try Hotel Espacio Azahar, or Roof, the terrace bar at the Casa Romana Hotel. Be warned, drinks tend to be on the pricey side.

Ok, you´re on holiday, it´s Spain, so there´s no rush to get up at the crack of dawn. Weekends in Seville are about moving slowly between various eating and drinking opportunities, breakfast being the first and my own personal favourite.

10ish: La Cacharreria on Calle Regina is undoubtedly THE breakfast place in town. Tiny, bare bricked, with beaming, yoga practising staff, this features in all the fashionable go-to guides for Seville due to its uniquely delicious brunch style offerings, ranging from the home made seeded bread and jam, the health busting juices, coffee that doesn´t take the roof of your mouth off, home made cakes to die for and a giant bowl of fruit, yogurt and muesli that will keep you going until dinner. It is small and outside space is minimal, but even if you´re propped up at the bar, it´s still worth it.

After breakfast, you´re perfectly positioned for some shopping on Seville´s of the moment street Calle Regina recently rebranded Regina Market. If you´re a foodie you can stock up on Spanish delicassies at Botellas y Latas where ex-Chef Carlos is happy to give you cooking tips, fashionistas can head to Verde Moscu and La Seta Coqueta, art lovers to Un Gato en Bicicleta and if you´ve forgotten your favourite organic beauty products, try Bien y Bio.

At the top of Calle Regina, you´ll find yourself in Plaza Encarnación, once a non-descript part of town, but now host to Seville´s controversial, modern architecture talking point The Setas. Setas mean wild mushrooms in Spanish and from afar as they span either side of the plaza, they do resemble some sort of mushroom/waffle hybrid. The Setas hold 3 ´experiences´ within their structure. Underneath you can find the Antiquarium housing the ancient Roman remains unearthed when building began, on the ground level there´s the traditional food market and then crane your neck upwards and you´ll see the undulating walkway that boast some of the best views of the city. It costs a very affordable 3 Euros to go up and in true Seville style, you can stop for a beer at one of the terrace bars at the top.

1pm: If you want to get a true picture of Seville weekend life then head to Plaza Salvador anytime beteen 12.30 and 3pm. The fairly inoquous square, once only known for its historic 17th century church, is transformed into decibel bursting, hive of cerveza quaffing activity, as Sevillanos gather en masse to talk extremely loudly, show off and eat fried fish.  The only drinks available are sold from the narrow, spit and sawdust bars at one end, so be prepared for jostling and beefing up your bar presence in order to get served.

1.30pm: If you´re new to Seville you probably won´t last more than an hour in Plaza Salvador, in which case it´s chance to take advantage once again of ´Guiri´ eating hours and head to Ovejas Negras near the Cathedral, which starts serving lunch from 1.30pm. Juanma and his gang head up a cool, new breed of fusion tapas eateries proliferating the city, injecting both style and taste at affordable prices. Get there early before hordes arrive.

4pm SIESTA - your body will give you no other option but to indulge in this very sensible southern European afternoon ritual.

Prawn capirote take centre place at Duo Tapas
8pm: On a Saturday night, it´s got to be the Alameda de Hercules to the north of the historic part of the city. Once only frequented by drug users, pimps and prostitutes, it´s now the Boho, going out hotspot in Seville. Start the evening by getting your bearings and go for a stroll around the tree lined avenue where there are a whole host of bars to hang out in and people watch. Some of the best tapas bars can be found at the Calle Calatrava end, with my favourite being Duo Tapas, both for its reliably delicious dishes and the buzzing canteen atmosphere inside and perfectly positioned terraza outside.

I love the desserts at Duo Tapas, but you could always work off your straining waistlines by strolling over to hip, artisan, ice cream hangout Freskura and indulge in one of their handmade italian gelatis. If you happen to be here in June or July don´t miss their fresh fig flavour. Who knew ice cream could be delicious and seasonal?

Midnight: From the witching hour onwards the Alameda comes into its own and is awash with drinkers, yoof strumming flamenco guitars, dogs hanging out and sniffing each other´s behinds and lots of cerveza fuelled excitement. Just opposite Freskura is Cafe Sonoro, which I´ve been reliably informed has the best selection of quality spirits in town and tends to attract a loyal over 30 crowd. If you want to see and be seen then primely positioned Cafe Central or Corral de Esquivel can´t be beaten, just don´t go expecting cutting edge music or the like: in Seville socialising is just that, talking, more talking, drinking beer and then some more talking. But if you find yourself in need of a nightclub then stumble a few paces along nearby Calle Relator and you´ll find Munich, the nearest club in the vicinity.

classic breakfast: tostada con tomate y aceite
Any time until 2pm: If you can face the Alameda again by day, then for me this is my favourite place for a leisurely, traditional breakfast. Piola and Cafe Hercules offer the tostada and coffee classic to well after midday. And there´s no where I´d rather be on a sun-soaked Sunday morning, then sitting outside a café on the Alameda.

And then my dear friends, it´s up to you to get all touristy. For the picture postcard Seville experience you could get lost wandering around the narrow streets of barrio Santa Cruz, once the jewish quarter, or cross over to working class district Triana, walking along Calle Betis or Paseo de la O to see the weekend artisan market . Then of course there´s the Cathedral and the Giralda Tower, the Alcázar Palace and gardens and the Torre del Oro or Golden Tower. And that´s without even mentioning Plaza de España and Parque Maria Luisa. So if you haven´t exhausted yourself from all that eating and drinking, knock yourself out on a final dose of history, before crawling once more onto the airport bus and your return flight back to a your comparatively humdrum normality. 

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

No words for Feria, just pictures

For once Feria has left me wanting more. After a Tuesday night dancing non stop to jazzy sevillanas and an afternoon hopping from caseta to caseta, I left on a high rather than a rebujito soaked frazzled mess.

So here are my pictorial highlights

La Portada
I´m sexy and I know it
Travel in style
ubiquitous street shot
chewing the fat

It´s all about the rebujito darling
You work it girl
The Queen of the Caseta    
taking colour co-ordination to a whole new level      

how else do you avoid getting your traje de gitana ruined

Friday, 17 April 2015

Living la vida loca en Calle Llerena

One of my first memories of living in Spain was back in 1990s Madrid overhearing an old granny call her grandson ´coño´. Without going into the finer details of the meaning, it is perhaps the worst possible word one can use in the English language, making coarse reference to a lady´s nether regions. But here in Spain it´s practically meaningless. Yesterday, I had another ´abuela/ coño´ moment, this time with 92 year-old Anastasia, the self professed ´door lady´ of traditional food store ´Romero Miguel´ on Calle Llerena, a tiny street in the depths of Pio XII in the Macarena district where time seems to have stood still.

Anastasia, apart from swearing like a trouper, ran the shop for most of her working life and despite her remarkable years, is as sharp as a tack. Sparkling like a little barrio diamond, she shows no signs of physical aches and pains, due mostly to consuming red wine with every meal (apart from breakfast I assume). Her shop with her son and daughter-in-law at the helm, is like stepping back in time, with row after row of jamon hanging heavily from hooks, products immaculately displayed in neat rows and 2 litre bottles of virgin extra olive oil priced temptingly at 7 Euros, a fraction of what you´ll find in the city centre.

You see head out of the centre and Seville is a different world and Calle Llerena is an enchanting oasis amongst the comparative modernity. Most of the street´s shops are multi-generational operations. Take the fishmongers with Manuel Maldonado behind the counter. His family has had the business for over 50 years and he´s the fourth generation to run it. I bought a gigantic ´pedazo´of tuna steak that tasted and looked nothing like the anaemic equivalent you´d find in any supermarket and of course at a fraction of the cost.

Then there´s Juana, purveyor of snails, whose market stall has been manned by her family for 70 years. The whole snail thing is something of an acquired taste, but right now it´s prime snail season. You buy them alive and wriggling, throw them alive into boiling water, which is when their final demise arises. So not for the tender hearted or the squeamish, counting me out sadly.

There is some new blood in Llerena though. Sisters Maria Jose and aptly named Macarena have just taken over the street´s fruit and vegetable stall. Until a week ago it had been lovingly cared for by its owner for almost 50 years. Competition is rife in the world of fruit and veg and in the Pio XII area there are more fruterias than demand according to Maria Jose. Mostly because for anyone wanting to start a business, it´s the one requiring least start-up investment.

And then there´s the street itself. Breakfast time it´s at its characterful best. The local bar/cafe is obviously the hot spot for residents of a certain age, who spend hours savouring their coffee and tostada while gossipping with their friends 'de toda la vida'. Here being elderly isn't a one way ticket to isolation. Life is still there to be enjoyed and celebrated. One day, I'd like to be one of those old ladies, perfectly coiffured, small dog on lap, sun glasses at the ready, moving from cafe con leche, to cervezita, siesta and then an afternoon promenade with friends. Actually thinking about it, that´s pretty much how I live now.

Monday, 13 April 2015

Cook like a local

It´s  never been a better time to be a tourist in Seville than right now. In a local economic climate scant on business opportunities, the main area that continues to boom is the sector servicing the 2 million tourists visiting the city each year.

In and around the emblematic Giralda, which one could consider the epicentre of tourist activity, it feels like more like the tower of Babel as every language known to man is heard amongst the hordes of visitors admiring the city´s Moorish heritage. Before it was your average Northern European and North American who stopping off from their whistle stop coach tour of Andalucia, would tramp through the winding streets of the Barrio Santa Cruz. But these days the Andalucian capital´s historic importance has pricked the interest of the Chinese middle classes and in a more recent trend is becoming a destination of choice for headscarfed holidaymakers coming over from North Africa. 

And servicing this thirst for the ultimate tourist experience are a plethora of tour companies all offering their own ´unique´ experience. Just yesterday as I stood at the foot of the cathedral, I heard two different guides imparting the fascinating fact of how in years gone by the Giralda was climbed not on foot, but by horse power, hence the ramps inside. But it´s not just the classic historic tours that are available, there are bike tours, Segways, ghost tours, gastronomic tours, shopping tours, flamenco tours and you heard it here first, very soon there will be an ´I know a little place in Seville Tour´ (more information to come in future posts).

Many of the tour companies appear to have at their helm some of the many foreign residents residing in the city, one such being Andalucia Tours and Discovery. Operating out of the Arenal district between the cathedral and the river, they offer experiences in English, Dutch and Spanish that mostly include riding a bike in some capacity. As whizzing around the streets of Seville on my two legged steed is something I do every day, I opted to check out their tapas cooking course, mostly due to the fact that I´ve still not managed to master the art of cooking a decent Spanish Omelette.

Cooking tapas needs fresh ingredients, so to kick off the morning´s work we hopped on our bikes (of course) and crossed Triana Bridge to the bustling and very atmospheric Triana Market. Shopping in the UK is generally a perfunctory act; faceless supermarket chains selling esthetically pleasing but often tasteless ingredients. So it always fills me with a warm and fuzzy feeling when I step into a traditional Spanish food market where amongst the playful cries of the market stallholders you´ll find the freshest local produce that´s valued on taste rather than appearance and Triana Market is no exception.

So with our ingredients in the bag, it was back to ATD headquarters, where rather handily next door to their bike rental shop, they have access to the kitchen of a Mexican restaurant and this was to be our home for the morning's cookery class.

Oscar, an experienced chef who has spent time working in kitchens both in Spain but also across Europe, was our Teacher for the morning. First dish to master was the summer classic Salmorejo.  Originally hailing from Cordoba, it´s a creamier version of Gazpacho, made from tomatoes, olive oil, garlic, bread and vinegar. Our job was to chop and listen as Oscar was doing the main hard work and as soon as the Salmorejo was in the fridge to cool, we were onto the second Spanish classic ´Ensaladilla´, the Andalucian version of Russian salad. The final and possibly the most tricky dish to master was the classic Paella, which on this occasion was cooked with fresh prawns from the market and monk fish. I can´t really lay any claim to the final delicious outcome of any of the creations which were consumed at the end of the morning's proceedings in the restaurant's adjoining dining room, although I'm sure my onion chopping skills must have played an integral part.

And fear not if like me you're rather challenged in retaining information for more than five minutes, Oscar compiles tourist friendly recipes for dummies, so that you can try out our new found tapas prowess at home and wow your friends and family.

Sadly, my Spanish Omelette is still a work in progress, although thanks to Oscar I now have a go-to recipe, so really there is no excuse apart from sheer laziness.

Andalucia Tours and Discovery

Thursday, 2 April 2015

Top Five Tips for Surviving Feria

I know, I know Easter's not even over yet, but if you live in Seville and two of the most important cultural events of the calendar fall within two weeks of the other, there's no room for resting on your laurels, particularly when it comes to La Feria (the April Fair) where if you snooze you most definitely lose.

You see Feria is not something that you just stumble into, in a devil-may-care, spontaneous kind of way. Do this, and you'll spend the day crying into your over priced Rebujito, crammed into a public caseta with the rest of the guiris and out-of-towners or aimlessly trudging the dusty streets as all around you a party is going on, to which you have not been invited. And if by chance you do manage to make it into a private Caseta (a sort of wooden marquee bedecked in frilly gingham), the endless soundtrack of Sevillanas, at first charming and worthy of an appreciative clap or foot tap, will eventually cause you leave of your senses, as you run out screaming into Calle Inferno head on into a collision with a passing horse and carriage.

Ok, I am painting a rather apocalyptic vision of the whole Feria experience, but if you don't put in the preparation beforehand it will all end in tears. But fear not, it's not too late for 'Operacion Feria' to begin and here's how to make the most of your Feria experience.

1. Learn Sevillanas
For me Feria doesn't make sense unless you learn Sevillanas. For the uninitiated Sevillanas looks a bit like Flamenco, from the stamping feet to the sensual arms and hands. Luckily for the dancing novice, it's a million times easier, that said, it still needs a bit of work to master. Basically there are four separate, choreographed parts danced back to back that gradually build up in difficulty. If you're reading this now and you've never taken a class, don't expect to be foot or hand perfect come Feria. But it is still possible to get some survival basics and with this in mind India, a professional Flamenco dancer, offers a crash course in Sevillanas over the final four days before Feria begins. The cost is 40 Euros and it's aimed at total beginners.

Contact India 660 23 59 03/ to reserve your place

2. Get a dress
My customized second hand dress
Speak to the average Sevillana woman and she will freely admit to having a wardrobe stuffed full with very expensive flamenco dresses. As a foreigner at Feria, personally I think there's no point trying to ape the locals to the letter. We are guiris and no amount of flowers stuck on the top of our heads, gypsy shawls and dangly earrings are going to hide that. In fact just making a bit of an effort, i.e. wearing a secondhand dress and a flower in your hair generally gets gasps of appreciation and an invitation to a plate of prawns. So if you happen to be friends with one of the aforementioned Sevillana women and share the same dress size, see if she'll lend you one of her 'trajes' and don't forget the matching accessories. Or failing that, get yourself down to 'El Jueves' Market on Calle Feria one Thursday morning where this time of year you'll find lots of secondhand dresses on sale. You can also check out the Humana charity shop or vintage stores also on Calle Feria.

3. Customise what you've got
Ok, you've got your dress, it sort of fits and more less hangs in the right places. But it all could be so much more fabulous. My favourite Feria outfit was a second hand dress I bought, which seemed ok when I tried it on, but on the day of the Feria, I ended up feeling a bit like the poor, dishevelled relation. The following year I took it to local designer Marilene who after working her wonders, I was dressed for action and ready to go. Designers and dressmakers tend to be pretty busy this time of year, so you could also try the girls at the Osa Mallol.

4. Accessorize
Ok so you've got your dress, but that's just the start of it. Then there are a dizzying array of flowers, combs, shawls and earrings to accompany your outfit. Possibly the most important decision after what dress you're going to wear is where the hell to pin that flower. If you want to ignore my advice and try to look like the local ladies, the last few years have seen a lone, giant flower stuck dramatically on top of the head being the stand out look. Who knows what will be de riguer this year, but I always tend to go for a more coquettish tucked behind the ear option, which is a bit more forgiving if you're not cut from local cloth. And don't forget your feet. Espadrilles are the footwear worn by most, just remember the three inevitable factors: trudging through sandy streets, horse poo and 12 long hours on your feet.

5. Get some Caseta invitations
It's all very well getting all dressed up, but if you've got no where to go you may as well not bother. The next two weeks before Feria is all about networking your little arses off. If you're an English Teacher get chatting to your students, or the parents of your students. Bring up Feria in conversation, stare at them expectantly ignoring that uncomfortable silence as they realise you're waiting for an invitation to their private caseta. Start storing caseta addresses in your phone and the days when your contacts will be there. Treat it with the seriousness it deserves, as without a handful of invites, it will be Feria suicide.

Oh and then there's all the obvious stuff, be careful with your bags, expensive cameras etc, drink water between your rebujitos, check you don't get overcharged by the donut sellers at the end of the night and most have all, have fun! 

Tuesday, 24 March 2015

Intrusa - a labour of love

Calle Regina is hot right now. Next month it features in Easyjet magazine (written by my good self) and has taken over from the much lauded ´Soho Benita´ as the place to hang out with the cool kids. It all coincides pretty much with the injection of capital into the area in the form of the Metropol Parasol or as its affectionately known ´The Setas´. Go there and it´s easy to get swept along by the hipster vibe and forget that Regina did exist before the magazines started writing about it, even if it did look somewhat different to it does today.

One of the original inhabitants on the street (forgetting about the old woman selling snails and what not) is Abelardo Ruiz. If the Duquesa de Alba held the record for the most hereditary titles, then Abelardo must be up there for uber-desirable working incarnations: Interior decorator, Personal shopper (but only for the New York Elite), Restaurateur, Fashion buyer, TV Star, I'm sure the list goes on and must include other fantasy jobs such as international playboy and catwalk model.

But Abelardo as well as having a name that roles off the tongue like a knight of the realm, is the real deal. Right now, while still maintaining his two bars next door, his passion is 'Intrusa'. Housed within what was 'Las Reinas' Abaceria,  Intrusa doesn't fit into any category I'm familiar with. It continues to be a bar, selling wines with kitsch labels, and beer is on offer if you want it. But its main focus is vintage clothing and random nick nacks collected by Abelardo on his travels around the world, which he wants to share with the us, the public at large.  Most of the items are one-off dresses used on the cat walk or in fashion show rooms, so don't expect to find anything above a size 10. But what you will find there are exquisite, whimsical pieces with more than a hint of Audrey Hepburn about them and perfect for a spring Seville outing.

Photo courtesy of Pepe Ortega
There are also some real wild cards on the racks. I love the customised T-shirt dresses, super tight vintage t-shirts, that have been flamancoed up with outlandish long, frilled skirts. And if you want to be really daring Abelardo has within his possession an 1960's floaty nighty originally warn on honeymoon by a saucy Sevillana Señora. Buy it if you dare!

But most of all, go to Intrusa for Abelardo. He has the heart of a giant (by that I mean big) and the most infectious laugh you´ll ever encounter. Abelardo I salute you!

Intrusa, Calle Regina 9, La Intrusa Facebook Page

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

Get your bits and pieces in order with Wendy

I´d forgotten I had legs and feet. It´s a bit of a strange thing to say I know. And for those that haven´t spent a winter in Seville, you probably imagine that we´re swanning around, bare legged and glowing tans all year round. For those of you that have spent a winter here however, you´ll know the bone chilling dampness that pervades every apartment building between the months of November and March. You´ll also know that mad dash from freshly showered  chilly nakedness to fully clothed warmth that leaves very little time to examine leg hair, let alone out of control cuticles. And so it was with a sharp intake of breath that I put away my electric heater and peered at the tangled hairy mass adorning my calves. It wasn´t a pretty sight, let me tell you, and with spring on its way and barelegged season closing in, I thought I´d better get these hirsute limbs back in some kind of presentable order.

I must admit I´m not a natural inhabitant of the beauty salon at the best of times, and despite having decent Spanish, that matter of fact brusqueness often on offer under the guise of customer service, has left me even less inclined to try out some local waxing. So after meeting Wendy Freeman, who has set up a beauty room in her apartment near Calle San Luis, it seemed the perfect palatable reintroduction to the world of waxing.

Wendy did look slightly disgusted at the wild state of my pins, and was not overly impressed by my feet either. But anyway, I decided to get a half leg wax and then a gel overlay pedicure. For those uninitiated in gel overlays, apparently they are ´the latest answer to beautiful nails´ that last up to 3 weeks on your hands and much longer on your toes. It´s a bit more fiddly and time consuming that ordinary nail varnish, but you don´t have to come armed with flip flops for your return and can pop back on your ordinary footwear if needs be. So right now I have a full compliment of bright red toe nails with a hint of glitter and legs ready and primed for when the warm spring sunshine returns

Wendy has many years experience working in the UK as a beauty therapist, having had her own salon before coming to Seville. She uses quality products, and throws in a good read of some English Magazines into the bargain. Appointments are from Monday-Friday.

Wendy´s Price list

Eyebrows & Lashes
Eyebrow Shape €9
Brow shape & tint €12 (A combination of warm wax, hot wax and plucking is used to give a precise finish)
Eyelash tint €10
Eyebrow tint €6
Lash and Brow tint €14 (Patch test may be required 24 hours prior to app.)
Half leg €10
Full leg €15
Full leg & bikini line €20
Under arm €8
Arm & hands €10
Lip or Chin €6
Lip & Chin €10
English Bikini line €8
Specialist Waxing
Using hot wax for a hygienic, less painful way of waxing sensitive areas.
Brazilian €10
Hollywood €15
File & cuticles €7
File & polish €7
Full Manicure €15
Express Pedicure €15 (Foot scrub, cuticles, file and polish)
Full Pedicure €20 (Foot file, scrub, file cuticle care, massage and polish)
Gel Overlays
Gel Nails hands or feet €20
Soak off with new set €3
Soak off €7

Calle Pozo, (between Feria and San Luis) Sevilla. Email: Tel: 692974241